T’charrl frowned, shaking his head. “But this is not something I’m very good at, not to mention I still turn into a monster…” he groaned, clicking through his teeth, “I’m starting to wonder what they want from me concerning that fact…” He knew going into a place like this was full of energy, mostly negative, but he had a feeling the others didn’t believe such energies existed or could affect him so drastically. He knew there was probably purpose in that ability, but maybe it came from the madness that happened when a Kaesstrian absorbed a spirit with his kind of ability. Negative energy could be ignored by the strong minded, but T’charrl wasn’t that nor was he able to ignore the energy. Funnelling some of his energy into the plant he caused it to grow just a touch before slowly standing up, feeling really unsettled and under some force of pressure. “I don’t want to be used for clean-up, this is already very stressful…” he muttered before sighing, giving his arms a rub, “I’m not really aware of what happens between the Saiyans and other races, but I don’t want to be sent to places like this every time. I’ve said how much negative energy goes for me and every time it hurts. Do they want me to be a monster?”
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Kiton was already sick of Ricken and despite his status as prisoner until proven tame he wasn’t going to let the guy push him around. He was still somebody who had conscious thought and to be placed under the thought that he would just sit there and take being insulted because of his background just meant he would bite back. So what if he was a criminal like these pirates, so what if he was a Frost Demon, it was people like Ricken that placed him under this role in life. Ricken had no excuse other than being prejudice and unable to see him as a real person. Even if he didn’t personally have an idea of what loyalty was like, he still knew what he had to do to allow others to trust him.
Pirates were pretty below Kiton though, he had dealt with them being and every time he had managed to deal with them correctly. They would often target him because of what he was and would want him to join a few times, but he had a ship at the time and didn’t want to be burdened with joining what was essentially a space-gang. Looking away from Ricken and Sasha he kept his arms folded, letting them have their little argument before he looked back to Sasha, staring at her when she mentioned the nickname before glancing to Ricken. So it was that easy to annoy him? Hearing this he smirked, looking away. “Sounds like you have a superiority problem, ‘Ri-Ri’. Maybe you should be concentrating on doing your work over worrying what I was and what race I am”, he spoke quickly before looking back, “Besides, you calling me by the name given to my race doesn’t give me much confidence that you trust me and want me to do good in this mission. Saying that kind of stuff isn’t going to make me want to hang around, after all”.
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It had been some time since the incident at the late, quite an unknown amount of time in the end. It had definitely been a long time as the air of the area had completely changed compared to what it was before. Maybe it was a day or two, but either way Viral was only just waking up after being unconscious for so long. Everything was in darkness, but he could see where he was with his enhanced eyesight. Everything was damp and dirty, his body feeling cold because of whatever he might be lying in. Feeling around in his groggy state it felt like he was in soil or something, picking out a loose rock and examining it through tired eyes.
He had no idea what was going on, where he was or what brought him here, he barely had a clue about what anything was. He was confused and disorientated, his mind not focusing as well as it could be especially when he couldn’t remember much about himself. Slowly pushing himself up to sitting he chose to slowly rub his head, finding it to be heavy and sore. Despite the state he was in he still had some semblance of clothing, but a lot of it was ripped and barely worth hanging on to. The only clothing that was mostly in tact was his trousers but even they were ripped to shreds from the knees down. He was in quite a state, but he didn’t expect to be bumped in the head when he tried to stand.
Finally managing to focus on his surroundings he figured out that he was underground, enclosed in what appeared to be a tunnel of some kind. Being driven into alert mode by the sudden realisation that he was in an enclosure he started to panic, trying to dig upwards but ended up getting sprayed with water in the face. Grunting in frustration as he tried to bat it away he soon instead started to tear at its surrounding area, but in his haste to attack it he instead caused the wall that was holding the water back to break apart and sweep him back into the tunnel from its force. In a sudden fight or flight reflex Viral panicked, trying to prevent himself from being swept further down the tunnel by forcing his claws into the wall of the tunnel, holding on until the water calmed down before immediately swimming through the hole he had created and up in hope that he would find the surface. It didn’t take him very long, he was pretty close it seemed, but the moment he made contact with the air he started to panic all over again as he paddled over to the close shore and immediately ran out with a starting stumble. He didn’t know what was going on or where he was but he was determined to get away from all of that even if he didn’t know where he was running to.
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Kiton was already sick of Ricken and despite his status as prisoner until proven tame he wasn’t going to let the guy push him around. He was still somebody who had conscious thought and to be placed under the thought that he would just sit there and take being insulted because of his background just meant he would bite back. So what if he was a criminal like these pirates, so what if he was a Frost Demon, it was people like Ricken that placed him under this role in life. Ricken had no excuse other than being prejudice and unable to see him as a real person. Even if he didn’t personally have an idea of what loyalty was like, he still knew what he had to do to allow others to trust him.
Pirates were pretty below Kiton though, he had dealt with them being and every time he had managed to deal with them correctly. They would often target him because of what he was and would want him to join a few times, but he had a ship at the time and didn’t want to be burdened with joining what was essentially a space-gang. Looking away from Ricken and Sasha he kept his arms folded, letting them have their little argument before he looked back to Sasha, staring at her when she mentioned the nickname before glancing to Ricken. So it was that easy to annoy him? Hearing this he smirked, looking away. “Sounds like you have a superiority problem, ‘Ri-Ri’. Maybe you should be concentrating on doing your work over worrying what I was and what race I am”, he spoke quickly before looking back, “Besides, you calling me by the name given to my race doesn’t give me much confidence that you trust me and want me to do good in this mission. Saying that kind of stuff isn’t going to make me want to hang around, after all”.
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It had been some time since the incident at the late, quite an unknown amount of time in the end. It had definitely been a long time as the air of the area had completely changed compared to what it was before. Maybe it was a day or two, but either way Viral was only just waking up after being unconscious for so long. Everything was in darkness, but he could see where he was with his enhanced eyesight. Everything was damp and dirty, his body feeling cold because of whatever he might be lying in. Feeling around in his groggy state it felt like he was in soil or something, picking out a loose rock and examining it through tired eyes.
He had no idea what was going on, where he was or what brought him here, he barely had a clue about what anything was. He was confused and disorientated, his mind not focusing as well as it could be especially when he couldn’t remember much about himself. Slowly pushing himself up to sitting he chose to slowly rub his head, finding it to be heavy and sore. Despite the state he was in he still had some semblance of clothing, but a lot of it was ripped and barely worth hanging on to. The only clothing that was mostly in tact was his trousers but even they were ripped to shreds from the knees down. He was in quite a state, but he didn’t expect to be bumped in the head when he tried to stand.
Finally managing to focus on his surroundings he figured out that he was underground, enclosed in what appeared to be a tunnel of some kind. Being driven into alert mode by the sudden realisation that he was in an enclosure he started to panic, trying to dig upwards but ended up getting sprayed with water in the face. Grunting in frustration as he tried to bat it away he soon instead started to tear at its surrounding area, but in his haste to attack it he instead caused the wall that was holding the water back to break apart and sweep him back into the tunnel from its force. In a sudden fight or flight reflex Viral panicked, trying to prevent himself from being swept further down the tunnel by forcing his claws into the wall of the tunnel, holding on until the water calmed down before immediately swimming through the hole he had created and up in hope that he would find the surface. It didn’t take him very long, he was pretty close it seemed, but the moment he made contact with the air he started to panic all over again as he paddled over to the close shore and immediately ran out with a starting stumble. He didn’t know what was going on or where he was but he was determined to get away from all of that even if he didn’t know where he was running to.