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

[Mogtaki]

Shu let out a light squeak, lowering his head. “I-I don’t know, I don’t know…” he mumbled, looking away briefly before letting out a sigh, “I’m just being silly. It’s all silly things…” He really wasn’t confident he could be fixed up from this after so long and just had to bear with it and eventually forget it, at least hopefully. He didn’t want to be so dependent on others despite him currently clinging onto Yumi. It did make him feel a little guilty but he wasn’t going to purposely go through pain if it could be prevented, especially with Yumi offering to carry him like this. He really didn’t know if he was being silly with all of this or if he had a genuine problem he needed to sort out, but either way he wasn’t feeling very happy about any of it and was fair angry at himself for being such a pain for others in the first place.

Staring at Haku, he frowned when he seemed to be completely missing the point of his struggles with everything that was happening. Maybe he didn’t care for Takeshi like he did, but he still could’ve given a better answer than a slightly doubtful reply to his concerns. “I hope he returns! I do…b-but I hope he returns to me too”, he spoke as he looked away, sighing lightly, “Why would he leave so quickly when I was still here…? I just want to know…” Feeling a little sad and forgotten about he lowered his head, wondering if Takeshi even remembered he was here. Really bad things happened and he wanted to see Takeshi if he was okay, finding it unusual that he’d even run off while he was still here. “Did I make him scared? I didn’t mean to, I don’t mean to scare! I don’t mean to be bad!”

Viral growled at Vegeta before huffing, dusting his hands off. “Don’t make me out to be a fussy! Getting covered in dirt is one thing, but having just a little bit is annoying when it’s all you can feel!” Like Vegeta would understand, he wasn’t the one who felt ill and became extra irritated at minor things. To find himself irritated over dirt was hardly something new. While he was not happy seeing Takeshi out and about it wasn’t as if he was going to just go running after him and make sure he actually went back to the hospital, seeing how he had better things to do and Takeshi was a pain. Right now, the matter at hand was needing to find something else to take up that might make him more tired than dull talk. Sighing at the suggestion of brick-laying he glanced to the men, frowning. “If they desire my assistance. The only thing I worry about is if I get the sudden urge to throw a brick at someone”, he spoke before shrugging, “But I guess that’s just another risk. I guess you’re there too if I get aggressive…”

[GambolMuse]

"It's not a silly thing Shu, it's an honest problem. It's something we should try helping, we just... Don't know how." Or rather, no one in this room knew. Vegeta and Aito could more than likely come up with some semblance of a solution, but Yumi knew she was far too inexperienced and lacked any kind of training to even suggest an idea. Sure, she could offer Shu comfort when need be, but that wasn't really going to be a long term fix now was it? Frowning when Takeshi was brought back into the conversation, Yumi moved over to an empty seat and eased Shu over onto her lap, sitting down and smiling kindly as she rubbed his back. "He's coming back, don't worry about that." Hearing Shu out further however they got a bit of a clearer idea of what Shu meant; he wasn't wanting his brother just back here in the hospital, but back at his side. Did he really think the older boy wasn't going to be there for him anymore? That would explain why he was so worried and sad. "It did seem like you scared him earlier, or something did," Yumi mumbled, quickly looking at Shu and holding his hands in hers, "But he'll be okay, and he'll come back to see his brother in no time, just you watch! You two are much too close to let something like this split you apart, he'll come see you as soon as he gets back." If not then she'd go talk to Takeshi and make him come back. He could get over whatever was going on with him, his little brother needed him.

It was probably a bad idea to try joking around with Viral, seemed like he was taking everything far too seriously at the moment. That aside, Vegeta wasn't exactly used to cracking jokes either, and no doubt his humor was coming off as a bit dry and even harsh. Putting his hands up defensively when Viral snapped at him he smiled a little, giving a defeated shrug before heading over to speak with the crew putting together the building. No surprise they were all too keen to take some aid, as just one of them probably could do the work of the entire crew. After getting instructions, simple brick and mortar laying, Vegeta rejoined Viral off to the side. "I'll be very surprised if you get aggressive at any point. We'll be working on the wall opposite of them, get the job done twice as fast that way. And if I do see you try anything, don't worry, you won't be able to harm anyone." But enough of that, they had a job to get to. Moving to where a stack of bricks and a large container of mortar sat waiting, he deliberated on which part to have Viral do at first before ultimately pointing to the building blocks. "For now how about you lay those out, and I'll handle the mortar? Just get them in place and I'll align them and lay down the binding, and whatever else we need." Probably needed to put something in the holes of the blocks as well, which Vegeta assumed were the large metal posts piled up off to the side. Coupled with some kind of filler, maybe sand or even concrete, and that ought to do it for this job. Simple enough, if not tedious.

Takeshi stopped just outside of the hospital for a moment, looking up at its high, white washed walls with a faint sense of dread. If he went back in then he'd have to own up to freaking out earlier, to causing a scene, getting angry with the hospital staff and least of all freaking out towards Shu. Had everyone heard of what he'd done to Viral yet? He hoped not, or otherwise that was going to be another thing that would reflect horribly on him. He had a hard enough time as it was just trying to keep his friends around, and his blunders today weren't going to help that any. Letting out a soft sigh he begrudgingly went right inside, keeping his gaze off the staff in the lobby as he entered. Almost immediately a nurse came running up to him, and unlike before where he raised his voice he just let them take his hand, following silently as they sat him down and started to check his bandages. He had screwed up, he'd failed to keep his friends safe and even upset his brother, why were these people helping him? He didn't deserve it, not in the slightest.

"I'm fine... There's no pain," the Prince said, holding up a hand as a nurse tried to offer him pain medications. "I'm a Saiyan, it takes a lot more than some cuts to put me down. I won't run away again, but please... Just let me take a walk at least, I'm not in the mood to sit in my room." Nodding in appreciation when the nurses backed off he hurried over to the stairs, getting back to the floor where the others were being kept. It wasn't that long a walk back to the wing they were in either, so he should be there in just a few moments. What did he even say though? Sorry he upset everyone and screwed up? Oh, and sorry for making Viral even worse, he couldn't forget that one. Feeling pretty somber about the whole deal he looked around when he finally got to the proper wing, stopping shy of the first room and biting his lower lip uneasily. Should he try seeing Shu, or was he just better off actually heading back to his room?

[Mogtaki]

Shu sighed lightly, shaking his head. “It just all in the head! All head stuff and bad that way, just not think about it, right…?” He really didn’t know how to make the nightmares go away but he was pretty sure he could try by trying to not think about the stuff he went through and how horrible his father was to him. It may be hard to shake off a memory but he was still going to try if it meant he wasn’t going to interrupt others with his problems and maybe not have people worry over him so much. He didn’t want to have all this friends worrying over him all the time, he wanted them to be happy with him even if he wasn’t completely happy himself. Looking to Yumi as she moved him over onto her lap he stared up at her, his eyes soon going down to her hands as she held his as he frowned, nodding. “I didn’t mean to scare…but I do that a lot”, he sighed, giving a nod, “I hope you’re right, though. I mean…I don’t even know why I’m such a bother. Always trouble! Bad things happen! No want bad things!”

Viral was about having enough of Vegeta, but he could tolerate him for a little while longer if it meant he was going to get something done with his illness. He hated being ill and just wanted to get back into fighting, even if it meant he was going to be weak. If he would die because of his weakness then so be it, seeing how it was his own fault that he had gotten into this state in the first place. If he wasn’t so stupid in the past he would’ve been fine, but he made a lot of mistakes that lead to his body being unable to take it anymore. Frowning at Vegeta’s confidence he simply sighed and shook his head, not agreeing with how passive it could be. “So long as you try and not simply say that to make me feel better”. He knew he was fully capable of hurting a random citizen even if he didn’t feel anything towards them, just if they irritated him in the slightest. He hadn’t been around a large group of people continuously for a long time so who knew how he reacted to them when accidentally provoked. Looking to Vegeta as he started to explain what he was needing to do his eyes went to the blocks, giving them a staring at before looking a little confused and embarrassed. “The mortar? I just…lay the bricks out…” he muttered, feeling he wasn’t fully understanding how to do any of this stuff, “This isn’t the same as planting trees, you know…”

[GambolMuse]

Would just not thinking about it make them go away? Was it really that simple? Yumi couldn't be certain, yet she felt like the answer was definitely more complex than that; if just ignoring it made things better then Shu, and Viral, would have been fine long ago. Instead of ignoring it they had to make it better, how they did that though... "Maybe... Maybe we can just make you think of good things instead? If you are always thinking about happy stuff then there's no time to think about bad things, right?" Though wasn't that the same? Just pushing it out of mind, did that really solve the problem? Ugh, she hated not having the answer here, she felt like at the very least she ought to be able to offer emotional support to her friends. Moving Shu to a position where he might feel at least some comfort, Yumi held his hands in her own, hoping it might settle him down a little. "You are most definitely not always a bother, you never are. Being friends and family means we help people when they have trouble, it wouldn't be right if we ever thought it was a bother," she said gently, "And more good things than bad happen with you, you just focus on the bad silly."

"Uh... She's right Shu... And I haven't even known you that long," Haku added, smiling slightly as he rubbed his hands together, "You always seem happy, and it makes us happy. Or... It makes me happy, at least." The young Prince's attitude was infectious, and there had been a few times already where just being near Shu had lifted his mood. They couldn't really explain that to him though, could they? He just had a way of brightening things up wherever he went, and for the most part befriending whoever he met it seemed. "We met on really bad terms, but... We're kind of friends now, I think. And my life is a lot better since meeting all of you, and you the most. Even when we weren't really talking you tried being nice, even when I scared you..." There weren't a lot of people who would do that, or who were nearly as forgiving as Shu was. T'charrl was definitely a close second, having been the one who was attacked the most, and between the two of them he felt like he finally made some friends. "You and T'charrl gave me my first friends I ever had... I don't see how that's bad."

"Believe me, I'm not just saying it. I'm fully prepared to restrain you if you try anything," Vegeta remarked, frowning as he started taking inventory of what they had. Laying out bricks, it wasn't an overly complex job whatsoever... So why did he feel the slightest bit of confusion? Construction wasn't his forte, but how different could it be to engineering? The same concepts applied, just make it structurally sound and try to account for any potential flaws, then again maybe he was thinking too much into it. Lay the mortar, place a brick on top, fill it to give it weight, rinse and repeat... Right? "Yeah, lay the bricks, and I uh..." he began, his face flushing slightly as he scratched his head, "Well... I just place the brick down?" Looking across the way for confirmation he noticed they were building the sides up first, and rotating the bricks' direction as they were placed. Hm... So maybe it was slightly more complex than he had given it credit for, good thing he'd checked. "Hn, simple enough. So we just lay down some mortar like so..." Vegeta mumbled, slathering some of the mixture down, "Then place two bricks, some more mortar in between... And then another layer on top. Easy! Got all that?" Really they just had to mimic what the other side was doing, and how hard could that be?

There wasn't putting off seeing the others any longer, not when he was already in the ward they were. Still though, who to visit first? Normally he'd go and see his brother before anyone else, yet the thought of being in the same room of Shu even now was a touch unsettling. Maybe someone else then, just to start. Not knowing whose room was whose he went to the first door, easing it open and popping his head inside only to find a sleeping T'charrl, promptly shutting the door after. Not there then, maybe the next one? Heading almost directly across the hall he went to open the door, pausing when he at first heard Yumi's voice speaking, then Haku's next. It was hard to make out what they were saying through the door, and it confused him as to whose room it might actually be with both of them in there. Those two he could talk to at least, even if Yumi was bound to smack him for being an idiot. Inhaling silently through his nose he gathered up the guts to face his friends, stepping in slowly with a faint smile on. "Hey guys, what are you..." Takeshi began, trailing off when he saw Shu sitting there in Yumi's lap. Getting somewhat nervous again he had to avert his eyes, managing to keep his smile as he rubbed at his neck uncomfortably. "Uh... Hey, am I interrupting anything?"

[Mogtaki]

Shu was trying to be positive about it but he really didn’t know if he was going to last through all this by himself. He was scared he might end up turning into Viral in attitude which seemed horrible. If he could just try and get rid of the nightmares himself by trying to not think about it he would be so much happier, but he didn’t know how to go about doing that when he had such a terrible time sleeping by himself. If he wasn’t going to be a problem for everyone else then he would have to try and conquer his own fears, even if they were all in his head and almost constantly being thought about. Sniffling as he scratched his nose with his tail he looked up to Yumi, sighing lightly. “Even if I don’t do anything…? I mean, I try to, but things never go right with me. I just do bad things when I try…even if you told me not to think of the bad…”

Shu felt he was maybe being a little hard on himself, but it felt like the truth. He really hadn’t done much that could be considered helpful to others, instead he coward away and tried to kill the others when he got out of control. Trying hard to find the happiness again despite his current thoughts he looked to Haku who talked to him as well, staring at him as he tried to help with his mood. He didn’t like the thought that him being sad was bringing everyone else down, even if what he was saying was kind of him even when he didn’t appear to like him very much. “You think so? Ooh, I no think-…I don’t know. I don’t mean to focus on the bad! I don’t mean to…it’s just hard…” Gasping, Shu looked up when he heard Takeshi’s voice, seeing him at the door. Staring at him for a moment he soon jumped off Yumi’s lap, squeaking as he fell on his front before crawling towards Takeshi, still not finding it too easy to walk upright. “Where go?? Where?”

Viral probably didn’t have the correct expertise to figure out how to do this whole brick-laying business, but maybe Vegeta knew something; however, it wasn’t as if he ever saw him have anything to do with construction at any point in his adult life. He didn’t want to endanger anybody by doing something incorrectly which was entirely possible to do. Seeing Vegeta hesitate a little when attempting to explain the art of brick-laying he frowned, staring at him questionably before looking to the other workers. A good few of them were using machinery to move everything around and get everything done quicker, but they were also smaller and weaker than they were so hopefully that meant he’d be able to stay away from the machines just incase he had flashbacks or whatever. Looking back to Vegeta who decided to reassure his own method by trying it himself, watching him as he slowly tried to make it work out. Seems he did it alright and it definitely didn’t look too hard if a bit messy while requiring everything to be flush. “Hmph, looks pretty precise. Don’t you have to clean around the edges too? Are you just copying the other aliens?”

[GambolMuse]

There had to be some way for Shu to sleep soundly, maybe some kind of stuffed animal? It seemed silly now, but plenty of little kids used them growing up, and Shu was sort of still a child. It couldn't hurt at the very least, the only problem really being who knows where they might find one here on Uuonoe. Maybe after they were done here she could ask one of the nurses, they should be able to help her find one, if there were any to be found. "I don't think you do bad things Shu. Maybe it doesn't always go how you'd like, but it's not your fault when that happens, and it doesn't make you a bad person either. Look, right now we're all around you, none of us are afraid of you or avoiding you. See? No one thinks you're a monster and no one thinks you're bad, and I swear that's the truth." Maybe the best they could do was convince Shu he wasn't seen as a monster, and the nightmares could be left to those always with him, or those that had some genuine understanding of how it worked. Moving to stroke the young Saiyan's hair, Yumi paused when the door opened abruptly to Haku's room, turning her head in surprise and seeing Takeshi there. No sooner did the other boy appear did Shu get out of her lap, literally crawling over to greet his brother.

Takeshi felt quite nervous over seeing Shu there, but he knew he couldn't run away again. Like it or not he had to face up to his fear of being attacked, a fear that even he knew was utterly ridiculous. Things went from awkward to downright depressing when his little brother started crawling over, evidently too weak to walk properly but desperate to see him, gods know why. After his display earlier towards Shu he was amazed the kid wanted anything to do with him, as he surely heard about it by now. Unable to ignore his sibling in such a state, Takeshi squatted down and opened his arms for Shu, blinking in surprise as his kid brother practically threw himself at him. Falling onto his rear he placed his arms around Shu in a hug, smiling slightly as he held him. "I... Went out for a walk, sorry... I should have told you." Though he was kind of asleep, and Takeshi had been too afraid to wake him. Glancing up at the others for a moment he felt his stomach churn uncomfortably at the mixture of confusion and scorn, no doubt in a fair bit of hot water for his actions earlier. Trying to play it off he chuckled faintly, reaching up and ruffling Shu's hair. "Glad to see you're awake buddy... How're you feeling?"

Vegeta's knowledge was admittedly a bit... Lacking, when it came to matters like this. Building a mechanical device was not the same as putting together a stable structure, something he quickly learned just by watching the aliens at work. Seemed like they alternated the direction the bricks were laid, but for what reason? More stability? Or was it simply aesthetic? Whatever the case behind it was he figured they had best replicate what was being done, as it was safe to assume these men knew what they were up to. Putting together a partial pillar first he tried to do exactly as he'd seen, satisfied with the outcome even if it wasn't completely perfect. "I suppose we should copy them, this seems to be their trade," Vegeta said plainly, glancing across the way to inspect what they were doing, "And... Yes, it does appear we tidy up the edges as well." Meticulous, but the finished project did appear quite nice. Using his tools he smoothed out the mortar along the edges, managing to bring it within a millimeter of the edge of the bricks themselves, satisfied with that. "Okay then, if you just want to keep laying bricks then I'll lay mortar, align them and clean it up. We can always trade if it becomes monotonous, seem fair?"

[Mogtaki]

Shu was happy to see Takeshi in a way like a kid finding their parents again. He was scared that he really hurt Takeshi and that he wasn’t going to want to see him again after that, but thankfully that didn’t appear to be the case. Trying to get on his feet he ended up simply crawling over to him, hoping maybe he was wrong about him being in a mood and not wanting to be around him much anymore. Shu just wanted to know himself why Takeshi decided to go away like that and what it was worth for him to run out like that. Crawling on over desperately Shu made one final leap to get to Takeshi, falling into him with a squeak. He was worried he wasn’t going to want to be around him anymore, but maybe this was a sign of hope for him even though this was Haku’s room. “Ooohhh…I was scared and hurt and scared and afraid!” he squeaked, raising his shoulders a little, “I feel terrible…b-but Miss Yumi try and make me feel better. She carry me and cuddle me…take me around to help me feel better…”

Viral didn’t have much of a care as to how the bricks were set or whether everything was cleaned up so he probably wasn’t the best one for the job of laying the mortar. It was one of those things someone else probably would be better off doing in case he laid down too much or too little. Vegeta would probably do it better than he did considering the guy loved to be perfect with a lot of things and this probably being one of them. Looking off to the aliens before back at the bricks he sighed lightly, looking to Vegeta when he made the suggestion that he’d do the mortar. “Plus I know you like everything to be precise and perfect, right? Seems like the perfect job for you”, he spoke as he moved around and picked up a few bricks, inspecting them briefly before looking to Vegeta again, “They would rather a perfectionist made their walls look clean than an animal tossing dirt. I’m fine with laying the bricks down, just make sure you don’t get all obsessive over this as well. You get annoying when you become a perfectionist”.

[GambolMuse]

Whether Takeshi was fully into seeing Shu again didn't much matter, he couldn't turn away Shu the way he was now. That... And with the little guy throwing himself onto the older boy it wasn't much like he was going anywhere. Swallowing back unease he smiled slightly at his brother, chuckling as he patted Shu's head. "Uh... Well no reason to be scared anymore, we're all safe, and... I'm here," he said, glancing up uncertainly at the others before nodding in appreciation to Yumi, turning his attention back to Shu again. "That's good, I'm glad to hear that. Now uh... I can help too." Not that he had the faintest idea how he'd do that, he only seemed capable of messing things up for people. He couldn't even help his only brother, and now for the second time today he felt awful for his inadequacy. Grabbing a hold of his sibling, Takeshi got back up to his feet, gritting his teeth as he strained his shoulder before re-positioning the kid to make it comfortable. "So... Um... Are they being nice to you here buddy? No one's forcing anything on you?"

"If you're suggesting I'm prone to be too focused on minimal details then you're mistaken. I only prioritize efficiency, that's it." He wanted things done quickly and effectively, he failed to see what was so bad about that. Scooping out another helping of mortar he began to slather it along the tops of the bricks, making certain that no spot on the brick was too thick or too thin. Hearing Viral call him a perfectionist again made Vegeta's face flush, straightening out the first brick that was set down while trying to play it off. "I am not a perfectionist, and I dislike that term. It makes me sound.. Anal..." he said disdainfully, making certain the bricks aligned perfectly before... Oh gods, he really was a perfectionist wasn't he? Scowling at the realization he shook his head, grabbing the next brick and placing it down, his face growing even redder when he realized he hadn't put down mortar yet. "And you are not an animal throwing dirt. If you wished to do this part then you would do a fine job as well, I'm certain of it." Hmph, he was not a perfectionist. Looking at the wall as Viral placed down the next brick he let out a sigh of annoyance, spotting one of the bricks that wasn't flush with the others. Placing the tool down he placed a hand on the brick, easing it back into place meticulously. If they were going to work for these people then they had best be certain to do an acceptable job.

[Mogtaki]

Shu was terrified and quite happy to finally understand that Takeshi certainly didn’t leave him. He was always scared that he would be left alone so he had a good reason to be worried. If he was left on his own he wouldn’t know what to do with himself, even if he had his other friends around him. They weren’t family, they wouldn’t know how to make him feel better completely or what he enjoyed doing, not completely at least. He was always going to struggle being by himself, especially when he had all these problems on his shoulders to try and carry along with him. He needed Takeshi, even though Takeshi probably didn’t feel the same way. “Can help too…? How do the helping? We nearly been to all the rooms…” he spoke, looking down for a moment before back to Takeshi who was proceeding to get up himself. Staring at him, he took hold of him when he picked him up too, frowning at his body language. He knew what he had done, he knew the cause of it. “They be nice…yeah, they be nice. Nobody wants me to do things I don’t want to do. But you were mean to them, people said. They give help, they care…”

Viral let out a grunt at Vegeta’s stance, finding it somewhat amusing that he’d try to defend himself. There was no way he wasn’t the most focused guy out there, especially when his entire job required him to be super-focused; however, that didn’t mean he had to take that trait of his everywhere with him. Waiting for Vegeta to lay the mortar down correctly he pressed a brick down, seeing if he could align it correctly before his eyes went to Vegeta. It was also funny how much he’d try to deny how much he enjoyed having absolutely everything correct and when it wasn’t correct, how he’d go into a fit. Staring at him as he lay down another brick he watched as Vegeta aligned them properly, almost as if he was just now realising what he was. Smirking a little, he took a few more bricks and planted them down casually. “Compared to you, I might as well be an ape…even if you already are part space-ape. Having me on mortar would drive you crazy”, he spoke, looking down again to see Vegeta already fixing his bricks, “…Then again, am I already heading down the road to causing you great discomfort”.

[GambolMuse]

"Well, we can... See if anyone needs anything? Probably a waste since the nurses are working on us," Takeshi mused, shrugging slightly before looking back to Shu, "Or maybe we should relax, that might be the most help." It seemed like anything he tried lately just made things worse for the others, but if he stayed crammed up in his room then he wouldn't cause problems. At the very least they could go and relax for their own sake, goodness knows he was sore and Shu likely was too. Managing to get to his feet and even pick his little brother up, Takeshi glanced back at the door briefly before asking how things were here, wanting to be certain the nurses weren't hurting Shu. "Good, glad to hear they're nice..." he mumbled, half-listening as he continued staring at the door. Only when Shu brought up what he'd done did the older boy turn his focus back, frowning before scoffing and looking away again. "They're being oppressive and smothering me, for what? Some small cuts? I don't want them hovering over me is all, okay?" he said, getting defensive fairly quickly as he spoke, "And I hardly did anything. If they thought that was mean then they have paper thin skin."

Yumi rolled her eyes at Takeshi's words, finding his behavior to be completely childish. Of course they were being oppressive, he was being difficult and they were trying to take care of him, what did he expect? It was like he'd never been in a hospital before. Pinching the bridge of her nose briefly she looked at the older boy impatiently, walking over and pointing in his face. "These people deal with who knows how many wounded on a daily basis, and yet they're still finding time to help us. How's about instead of making their lives even more difficult, you settle down for once and let them help? They're not doing anything wrong Takeshi."

"Except be annoying and overbearing, like I said. I have small cuts, I don't need-"

"I don't care what you need! They're just trying to help, so don't be such a jerk! Tell them off, or refuse them, you don't have to storm out of the building like a toddler who didn't get his way," Yumi continued, retracting her hand as she placed it on her hip. She knew the look he was getting now, angry but abashed, enough so that he wasn't going to say anything. Letting out a sigh she gave a shake of her head, gesturing back to Kabocha and Haku. "Look at them for example. Kabocha was fine until they tried feeding him, which says a lot."

"Hey!"

"And Haku's cooperated no matter what they did, because he doesn't want to cause trouble. So why do you have to make this harder for them?"

Takeshi opened his mouth to snap back at Yumi, yet quickly thought better of it and silenced himself again. He wasn't making it harder for them... Was he? If he wasn't around then they didn't have to take care of him, it should make their jobs easier. Were these people really going to get upset because a patient wasn't wanting their help? It seemed stupid, but now guilt was playing into it and he was beginning to feel even worse for walking out. It seemed like he'd upset the whole hospital this morning, he was really on a roll wasn't he? Giving Yumi a brief glance he promptly turned on his heel, holding Shu against himself as they went to the door, making their way out of the room. "I'll be in our room, okay? No more problems." Takeshi said, stepping out and slamming the door shut behind himself before heading off towards Shu's room, figuring he ought to stay with his brother now.

So maybe Vegeta's knowledge of masonry was... Limited, but he'd manage. Just by simply observing the aliens at work he could figure out how this was done, it wasn't terribly difficult to begin with either. Though he did his utmost to deny Viral's accusation at being a perfectionist, the Saiyan was very meticulous about laying their bricks, going so far as to make minute adjustments on the ones his brother had placed. Only once they were properly aligned did he seem satisfied, scraping off extra mortar afterwards to tidy up the wall itself. Out of the corner of his eye he could have sworn he saw Viral smiling, though played it off mostly because he thought he was just seeing things. "You would do fine I'm sure, I just simply took the job first," Vegeta replied casually, trying to play it off as he once more made incremental adjustments to bricks, "The only discomfort I have is the slight aching in my calves from squatting down like this. I assure you Viral, you're not causing me any discomfort." If anything he was causing himself more discomfort, realizing just how obsessed to detail he was being with this.

"Besides... This may be someone's home, or a busy place of business. We cannot afford to provide anything other than the utmost in terms of quality for the building, unless we want it having problems down the road." Yes, that was his reason for being so meticulous, not that he was a perfectionist. Thinking ahead, if they managed to create a perfectly stable and structurally sound building now then maintenance would be a cakewalk later, it made perfect sense. "At any rate... We should focus less on my... Tendencies, and more on completing the task at hand. They'll need this building amongst dozens of others, so its best we do our part to help with that."

[Mogtaki]

Shu sighed lightly, not minding the notion to relax for a little bit. Now that he knew most of his friends were alright, he was a little happier. He still had his own concerns regarding himself and what he was supposed to do about his own problems, but he didn’t want to go into that too much. He was supposed to be brave and grown up, not moaning about himself all the time and making everybody else feel down. He was hurting a lot and felt he needed rest, even if he hated sleeping. He wanted to relax and finally find a way to be happy whenever he woke up, not having to be driven into a panic whenever he got up. To find comfort in others was all he could really do, but with everyone running on negativity he really didn’t know how that might be possible.

Looking between Takeshi and Yumi as they became quick to start up a fuss, he frowned and sunk his head down below his shoulders. He was holding onto Takeshi but he agreed with Yumi, thinking Takeshi should’ve just accepted the free time to rest up rather than making a whole bunch of people feel bad about trying to do their job. It made him feel a little sad that the issue needed arguing over and a little like he was on the wrong side of the argument to begin with. Looking between the pair he squeaked when Takeshi decided to take his leave, his eyes going to Yumi before gasping as the door was slammed. Feeling all sorts of alert and scared, Shu slowly looked back to Takeshi, speaking softly. “U-Ummm…nurses just want to be nice. I thought it was what they like doing. They like helping people, just…not using fighting to do helpful stuff, right? They want to help people…”

Viral wasn’t purposely trying to make Vegeta angry by saying all sorts of things about his personality, things just sort of happened that ended up being fairly true. It was true that Vegeta tried to be perfect at everything and made sure absolutely everything was set, even if someone else had done so before him. Even his attempt to straighten out the bricks if they were the tiniest fraction off was something that satisfied him, but leaving it meant he would become frustrated and probably angered. Viral didn’t see anything wrong with his work until Vegeta made a correction in it, watching as the made sure the bricks were completely flush before carrying on with what he was supposed to be doing. “Just wait until I carry on with this pattern, then you’ll be feeling the pain”. Continuing to lay the bricks down he did make a glance to Vegeta who was desperately trying to make excuses for his attitude, sighing lightly before shaking his head. “You act like it’s a negative thing. Since when has being a perfectionist been a negative thing?” he questioned him, waving a brick around before laying it down on the wall, “Just means things won’t get destroyed or damaged as easily if it’s perfect. No big deal. So you’re a perfectionist! Probably get it from your father too. You two are hardly different…”

[GambolMuse]

Takeshi was fed up with being yelled at, and being sent on a guilt trip. He knew he had screwed up, he didn't need someone else telling him that much. After slamming the door to Haku's room he made sure he had a good grip on Shu, shuffling along down the hall towards the younger boy's room. Of all he people to talk to him about how he'd acted now his sibling was going to as well? Letting out a long sigh he glanced down at his brother, stopping in the middle of the hall as he listened to what was being said. "I never said they don't try helping, and I never said they're not nice. I said I didn't want their help, I don't deserve it..." Takeshi replied, looking away as he cast his gaze to the ground, "If I hadn't screwed up and failed to protect you, if I had just been strong enough to keep the others safe, we wouldn't all be in the hospital right now. If I had been stronger then Viral never would have been taken, Father never would have hurt you. If I had been stronger..." None of this would have happened. They may have ended up in the war even if he was strong enough to prevent most of it, but at least no one would be warped and damaged by it. The fact that he seemed to fail in every instance when it really counted infuriated him, and made him feel incredibly guilty for all of it.

Getting mighty down on himself now, Takeshi finally got to Shu's room and slipped inside, going right to the bed and easing his brother down onto it. There was no one else in this room despite there being two beds, so it was just as well he stay here for the time being. Once Shu was set down he took a spot on the edge of the bed, leaning over the side as he folded his arms across his knees. "Shu... I'm sorry I've been such a screw up, and such a failure of an older brother..." he mumbled, closing his eyes as he shook his head, "I don't know how to act with family, or how to act with a sibling. I want to be a good brother for you but I can't help with anything. I forget, I try to ignore it, but I never help you. It's all my fault you're like this now... That everyone is the way they are... I just keep messing things up..." Opening his eyes partially he continued to stare down at the floor somberly, though he reached out and placed a hand on top of Shu's. "I don't hate you, I'm sorry for earlier, but I don't. And... I'll try to make things right, I swear. I won't leave you alone this time."

"Perfectionist has a negative connotation. It implies I'm never satisfied and overbearing," Vegeta remarked, straightening out yet another brick, "But... I suppose it doesn't hurt to make certain everything works ideally, that makes less work in the long run." Sub-par work meant repairs, regular checkups, constant maintenance, yet none of that was necessary for a while if the initial build was as perfect as could be. And sure, reaching that ideal took far more time and effort, but one couldn't argue with the final product. Smiling as he prepared another stretch for Viral, Vegeta stood up and rubbed at his back, chuckling when their father was brought up. "So I'm a lot like our father then, hm? I don't know, he seems more... Idealistic than I am," he responded casually, watching as Viral went about laying more bricks, "He has these higher standards and morals, and he seems to have an answer for everything. That's where we differ... Not to say I have no morals, but he seems to stand to them. Me on the other hand?" Giving a slight shrug he went about scraping off excess mortar, nudging just one brick this time to get it in line with the others. "My ideals and morals have changed constantly, usually for whatever suits me at the time. My only real desire is for my work to succeed and to further my own talent, both as an inventor and a warrior. Compared to his worldly desires, I'm extremely selfish."

[Mogtaki]

Shu was rather nervous after all of that and knew that the nurses were just trying to be nice, but Takeshi was always determined to be the bigger man and refuse help when offered. He didn’t mind what the nurses were doing and was quite happy to receive help when he needed it. Frowning when Takeshi stopped he sighed lightly, shaking his head. He didn’t agree to any of that, it just made Takeshi sound silly. “That is all…really confusing to me”, he sighed looking to the floor, “It sounds silly to me…I mean, Mister Viral wasn’t taken for us to be here in hospital. Shu was too scared! Too scared to fight Father! Friends getting helped make Shu feel better and knowing nurse get hurt when they try to help…Shu feel really bad…”

Coming back to his room he watched his bed as he was placed down onto it, letting go of Takeshi once he was able to comfortably get down. He was feeling rather terrible already after all that, feeling like he was to blame for all of this. Looking to Takeshi as he only furthered his own belief he slowly moved around to his pillow, climbing under the covers and curled up underneath them with a sigh. Takeshi was always too focused on himself and being the hero and he definitely thought of it as some sort of game he was constantly losing, making him feel helpless. Looking to Takeshi as he reached over to him he squeaked when he placed a hand on his head, slowly looking up to him with a frown. “But…I don’t see why you to blame for me. I did bad! I did bad and no did good like help friends. No do good things, but hurt friends! I become bad monkey! I hurt you! Maybe win if not me…been bad monkey…”

Viral stared at Vegeta before looking to the brick, frowning slightly before letting out a sigh with a shrug. If he was going to justify it some more then he was going to let him go ahead with it. He definitely didn’t give himself enough credit if he got all upset over being called a perfectionist all while trying to say he was something else that was almost just a confession. He would get angry if everything wasn’t working ideally and Vegeta would still deny he was a perfectionist. Watching Vegeta stand and stretch he shrugged lightly, taking a few bricks and laying them down. They really weren’t that different even if Vegeta tried to make comparisons, but Vegeta certainly was a little selfish compared to what he’d seen of Aito so far. “Yeah, I’ve seen how selfish you can be. You showed a lot of that when you were growing up so there’s no denying that. You two share a lot of traits and interests together. Don’t know about your mother, though. Don’t remember anything about her to give any fair comparisons”.

[GambolMuse]

Takeshi honestly didn't expect Shu to understand him, so there was no surprise when the younger boy said as much. It almost seemed to him like everything that had gone wrong up until now had somehow reflected onto him, that it had been his fault it had happened. Realistic or not he couldn't shake that guilt, and seeing everyone as they were now only further cemented that feeling. "Everyone was scared Shu, don't think you were the only one. None of us exactly wanted to do that," Takeshi admitted, shaking his head and continuing along the hall, "Don't feel bad for my screwing up, it's not your problem. I'll apologize or whatever later, alright? Besides I didn't actually hurt anyone, no one has." He wasn't that big of a jerk, he'd not go and hit a nurse because he wasn't wanting to be treated. Hell, even Viral in his state wouldn't do such a thing.

There had to be some way to make things right again, to make up for his mistakes. At the very least, Takeshi figured, he ought to try actually being of use to Shu. His little brother hadn't really gotten any help as of yet and was still suffering, and he'd been too busy doing anything but alleviating that. "You didn't do anything bad Shu. You changed because we haven't helped you like we should... Because I haven't been helping you. You didn't change because you're bad, you changed because you don't know how to deal with it, because no one has helped you..." Taking a seat on the edge of the bed he watched as Shu got under the covers, smiling sadly as he reached over and rubbed the younger boy's back. "We probably wouldn't have won that even if nothing had happened, father's just too strong right now. But we can beat him next time, we just need to train more. But before we even do that we've got to make you happy again, okay?" Takeshi asked, reaching over then and poking Shu in the forehead lightly. "We can work on you getting angry first, since that's what makes you change. Sound alright?"

Vegeta gave a short laugh when Viral spoke, smiling to himself as he went about lining the bricks laid with mortar. "Well naturally, I idolized him for a long time. Realistically however I've got to find my own ideals and interests, I can't just be his shadow," he mused aloud, "And mother is... Well she's interesting. I've only ever see her be nice and kind to us, but then where she came from... I don't know. I wonder sometimes which side of her is the real one." Though they had a long separation and he'd barely known her he loved June unconditionally, and the same went for Aito as well. Maybe he'd not be running to them or calling them "mommy and daddy" any longer, but he still held them highly. Regardless of how their mother truly appeared he didn't care, she'd always be their mother. "I suppose we can go and see her when we get the chance, if you'd like. I don't even know where she is though, I've not spoken to her all day today. Last I had heard though she was at the hospital offering help, so she could still be there." That may need to wait until tomorrow however, particularly if they intended to keep busy working all day.

[Mogtaki]

Shu didn’t think Takeshi was ever going to understand what he was trying to say, nobody seemed to even when he tried. He did get a little flustered and lost his better ability to speak, but he didn’t want his point to get lost when he did try to talk. Nobody was going to take him seriously, he was just going to get continuously spoken down to like he was a child. Nobody really understood what he was going through, but it wasn’t as if he would ever be able to speak clearly so they might understand. He was very different compared to others and he didn’t know what to do or what could be done about it. He was a coward because he was afraid of what he was and that was it, everybody else was fine with going in and attacking.

Sighing, Shu glanced up at Takeshi before looking away again, frowning as Takeshi continued to try and reassure him that he was anything but bad. There was no way to help him, he couldn’t help but get mad sometimes nor did they know what it even was that he changed into. “Nobody knows how to help me! Nobody knows what it is, what I am…I don’t know…” he spoke, pulling the covers up to his chin some more. “How do you fix something like that…? Nobody knows. It’s not going to be fixed…it’s just a big problem. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do now…I just don’t know. Nothing will help. I just don’t get angry, that all. Then…other things…I don’t know. I don’t know what’s wrong with me…”

Viral stared at Vegeta before looking back to the wall, slowly laying bricks down. He really had no clue about June, even though he was supposed to. She was just another person to him that he had some hidden memories about, the familiarity still managing to come forward and spring to his mind. He didn’t know how to act around her, even after finding out about his origins. He didn’t see himself as family even after all that, considering what he was supposed to be. “She could hate my existence for all anyone knows, I suppose. I wasn’t planned beyond blueprints and experimentations and who knows how much Aito could influence someone. It’s all a mystery to me”. Maybe it was because of how different he was or how his circumstances turned out, he was still confident he wasn’t going to fit in quite how they wanted him to beyond words. “Hmm, we’re supposed to be doing this until I’m too tired to continue…or when you’re too tired to continue watching me. Who knows if I’ll get tired before you or whether I’ll feel like I’m constantly running on caffeine. Maybe all this will just make me act crazy high because this is the most work I’ve done in a very long time”.

[GambolMuse]

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.

"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."

[Mogtaki]

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.

Squeaking 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...”

Viral 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”.

[GambolMuse]

What could he say to Shu to make it better? Even Takeshi didn't think there was one magic word to make the problems go away, but he'd think at least something would have gotten through by now. Laying his arms across his legs again, Takeshi glanced up at the ceiling in though, letting his little brother speak before adding his own two bits. "There's nothing wrong with being different buddy, okay? Viral's different, T'charrl is different, Yumi's different. Hell, no two Saiyans are the same either, I guess except for Kai and Choi. My point is everyone's different, and that doesn't make anyone any worse or better because of it. So just because you might be smaller, or hairier, whatever, it's not a bad thing. And if you want to know how to spell stuff then... Hell, I can teach you that. T'charrl probably wants to learn more too, you know? Maybe once he wakes up the three of us can have some lessons." He couldn't teach quite as much as someone like Vegeta, but basic skills such as reading, spelling, stuff like that he was fine with. Besides they were basically fighters by trade, what did they need all that complicated crap for anyways? It's not like Shu was going to be a businessman someday or anything.

"And if you're worried about not being brave... Well, uh..." Takeshi began, pausing as he itched at his head thoughtfully, "We could always try helping that. What are you afraid of? Getting hurt? Hurting someone? The rest of us getting hurt?" There had to be something specific, he just didn't know what it was. Chances were too whatever was bothering Shu could be taken care of, all they had to do was pin down the issue. Turning slightly to see Shu, the older boy smiled and reached over, poking at one of his little brother's biceps. "We'll train too, make you really strong so you won't have to be afraid of anything. If you're strong enough to beat anyone you face then there's no reason to be afraid, right?"

Vegeta let out a small laugh, shrugging his shoulders before smirking at Viral amused. "They planned to make you too though, albeit through different means. And regardless of your original purpose you were raised every bit as a child as I was, so that's no different. And does it much matter? Could you say with absolute honesty, here and now, you'd prefer to be a weapon as opposed to having been treated as a living being? Would that have been any better?" It was of course rhetorical, no one in their right mind would prefer being a mindless weapon. Viral might say so now simply because it would mean he'd avoid much of the struggles he was facing, but on a good day there wasn't a chance the Beastman would want such a thing. "This kind of work is hardly going to tire me out, sorry to disappoint. And please don't insult me, you're speaking as though this sort of work is below me," Vegeta replied, helping to set down another row of bricks methodically, "I prefer this sort of business over white collar work, you know that. I'd far rather prefer getting down in the dirt and working with my hands, it's more enjoyable that way. Sure, maybe I'm not working with machines, but it's still a nice change."

Only a few moments later and they had completed their wall, albeit several moments behind the other workers. The quality of their work was comparable, obviously not completely perfect but as close as two novices might hope to achieve. There was only one wall remaining and it would be foolish to try helping any further, which meant time for a new job. Whilst there was plenty of work to go around only so much of it suited Viral, so they had to be a little more meticulous in selecting a spot. It needed to be something physically demanding yet not stressful, and nothing that would potentially cause issue for Viral. Finding something that fit the bill proved to be difficult, but after a moderate amount of searching they finally found just the thing; rubble from one of the buildings had yet to be cleared, and what could be more simple than picking up debris and throwing it in a truck for removal? "There, that's our next job, if you're up to it," Vegeta announced, giving Viral a curious glance, "Unless of course it's too menial for your liking?"

[Mogtaki]

Shu didn’t feel at all comfortable with who he was and definitely didn’t have the confidence to find any method to treat it, only finding that he was ending up fairly down in the dumps whenever he tried to find an excuse for himself. He was a coward, even placing his friends in danger all because he couldn’t fight by himself. Staring out at nothing at all he soon sighed and looked up to Takeshi, staring at him as he tried to be positive and deliver some positive thought. “But…hurt friends…and friends no hurt me, so that not fair. I just want to fit in somewhere…” Sighing lightly he slowly rubbed his head, raising his shoulders slightly. “Everyone really good at fighting! Fighting for me, not being scared. Where do I fit? Not sure where I fit…”

Shu didn’t Takeshi was understanding anything that he was saying, instead simply assuming everything was going to be okay if he pulled out the ‘everyone’s different’ card. He wasn’t very good at explaining his troubles and even with Takeshi trying he was still feeling down. He didn’t like how he had a problem with anger, even T’charrl had learned how to control his affliction while he was left out with his problem he’s probably had since he was a baby for all he knew. “I don’t care about getting hurt! I don’t want me hurting people! People hurting because me! Bad things…” Feeling like he was trying hard to explain himself he squeaked when Takeshi poked him, looking up at Takeshi. Staring at him, he frowned a little before sighing lightly. “I’m not strong, that’s silly. When I beat someone? Everyone save Shu over Shu save everyone. You silly…”

Viral grumbled, waving his paw briefly in dismissal. “The last ten years or whatever, I spent my time being about as good as a household appliance. Does that make me comparable to a vacuum cleaner over a weapon? Besides, I don’t remember being raised, remember?” He was sure he would be better as a weapon over something Vegeta might as well had kept frozen. He would be able to fight, for one. It was always going to be difficult to tell what he truly wanted when he didn’t have much of a chance before. His instincts always told him one thing while everyone told him another thing, making him feel downright confused over what he wanted to believe. “You were never one to do the garden over studying so of course I’m going to insult you. Just because you also like fighting doesn’t mean you’re cut out to working like this. You still go to bed before midnight…”

Moving away from the wall Viral stared at it, looking off to the other walls before letting out a groan. It was hardly something to be proud of, but if it would keep Vegeta happy then he would be happy enough to move away from it. Grumbling as he wiped down his clothes he followed on after Vegeta, not entirely sure he was going to be finding anything that might suit him. There was only a number of things he was going to be able to manage, but not because he lacked the skill. He was wise enough to know he had to stay away from stuff that could hurt others if he became unfocused. Looking down the street he stopped when Vegeta made a stop, looking towards him before towards what he was originally looking at. “Hmph, what? Street cleaning?” he sighed before shrugging lightly, hardly in the mood to protest something that seemed so janitorial, “Fine, I’ll do that. Just don’t get too upset if I don’t seem enthusiastic about becoming a cleaner”.

[GambolMuse]

"But you didn't hurt them on purpose buddy, get it? No one is mad at you because you didn't mean it, and you shouldn't feel bad. It'd be one thing if you went and attacked us, you know? But you didn't." Shu really shouldn't be blaming himself when he didn't have control, that was unfair to himself. Though even if Shu had done it on purpose Takeshi doubted he'd let his brother do that even then, it happened so rarely it didn't exactly make him a bad guy. "We're all afraid when we fight too, especially when we fought father," the older boy remarked, smiling slightly as he spoke, "We just fight through it is all. You can do something and still be afraid of it, you know?"

Takeshi was trying his damnedest to help Shu here, but he wasn't getting a full idea of what was going on. So Shu was afraid, was that it? Or maybe he felt he wasn't strong, that could be the problem too. It was likely frustrating for both of them that the full picture wasn't being seen here, albeit they were trying to get to that point. When Shu started getting a bit stressed, the older boy looked over at him and frowned, wondering if he was even capable of helping with something like this. "The only time you ever hurt anyone is when you change... So we need to stop that," he reflected, rubbing at his neck, "Or... At least make you safer when you do it. It's been a long time since I changed, but maybe I can help you." The problem now would be getting him to change without getting Shu overly angry, as that seemed to be the only way he changed so far. Maybe a full moon or some equivalent would do it, wasn't that what supposedly triggered the change? "Hey... It doesn't matter if you beat someone yourself, we haven't all exactly done that. We team up and beat other people, the bad people, you know? And you help with that. So... Maybe you're not beating people by yourself, but you help, and you're a big help."

"I suppose you wouldn't remember, sorry. And no, you are not comparable to a vacuum cleaner. A typical mother tends to the household, but you wouldn't call her an appliance, would you? She's an individual, not a tool, and that's the same for you. Just because you were made to help out doesn't make you a tool, or demeans or lessens your existence to anything less than what you are, and that is Viral." Hmph, he was looking way too into that simple statement wasn't he? Perhaps, but Viral shouldn't be thinking of himself as a simple instrument of war or house cleaning; Viral was a living, breathing being. He had thoughts, feelings, desires even if he wouldn't voice them, simple tools didn't have those. Making a face at the Beastman when he was given a jab at, Vegeta rolled his eyes before waving a hand dismissively. "I was doing what our parents wished of me, plain and simple. I'd have preferred almost anything over pouring over texts incessantly. Now that they're back however, and I've finished my education, I'm free to do as I please. If that includes something like gardening, expert or not, I'll do it."

Only one wall remained to be erected and the Uuonians were far more suited to the task, so Vegeta figured it was best they move on. Their next job would have to be one that'd hopefully tire Viral out more, but not one that'd frustrate him and risk something unwarranted happening. It took but a brief search to find such a thing, and whilst street cleaning wasn't the most illustrious of jobs, none of the ones they had done were really, it was simple enough yet demanding enough to keep Viral busy. Viral offered no complaints about the selection though he didn't try to hide his displeasure at it either, likely finding the task much too mundane or menial for his liking. "I don't expect enthusiasm or any joy for that matter, we're here to work," Vegeta remarked, smiling slightly as he glanced at Viral, "Though... You never know, you may find something enjoyable yet, try to keep an open mind." He hadn't a clue what might be enjoyable about debris removal, but he figured try getting his brother to be a little more open minded on the matter, see if he could find light of it.