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

[Mogtaki]

Things were going well so far, there was definitely less bother here than anything else they had done and it seemed as if everything would be done before nightfall. If they could get done quickly then asking the dead to get their parents only felt like a few hours away at most. The situation sure did know how to many one feel uneasy, especially when there was so much on the line with only a day left at most before they were declared missing. They had to get this mission completed; it was the only one that mattered right now. Looking to Kabocha, Kai listened to what he had to say before he gave a shrug in response, hardly seeming too bothered by his response, “Is that so? I’m sure you’ll miss them if they were ever gone, though, otherwise you wouldn’t be too bothered about doing the King’s work.

With their guard temporary down with the amount of soldiers giving them an escort, Choi looked over to Kai and Kabocha to silently butt into their conversation, “You also know what Takeshi is like, right? He gets so angry sometimes he forgets he’s injured”, he said quickly, letting out a sigh, “Pretty stupid, really. I wonder if you’d ever get like that, Kabocha; reckless and stupid”. Choi could had easily continued that along with his own jokes, but what was happening right now was pretty serious and could only be described as tense. Whether they’d actually meet up with the General was one thing, but seeing if T’charrl could hold his own against him was definitely another thing to foresee.

T’charrl was a little nervous, but he was trying to not let that get to him as much as it could have. He didn’t know how well prepared he was to fight this man, he didn’t even know whether these soldiers were going to let him do it or side with the General immediately and fight him in a massive dog pile until he was nothing but scraps. He was certainly worried and definitely willing and possibly able to fight against that, but in doing so it would mean that he would end up killing a lot of soldiers in one large blast; the twins showed signs of how close they got to the raw energy of the planet, who knew what it would do to them if they were too close.

Watching the soldiers carefully, he gave harsh stares whenever a question was brought up about him, just to say that he wasn’t exactly subdued and wouldn’t put up with any sort of harsh treatment if he ever received any. He was here to only fight the General, not his shields. As they walked to the General’s office, T’charrl tried to keep his nerves down as much as possible as the soldier knocked on the door. Looking to the Saiyans, he sounded out a sigh before putting on a much sterner expression as the door began to open; however, instead of the General it was someone else completely. Staring down at the strange figure from behind the soldier, he was put on alert when the man suddenly reacted badly upon seeing him, T’charrl taking a step back slightly when he made a run for it.

It was definitely strange, but the most he had picked up on was the General was not actually in the base at all. Walking on closer to the door, T’charrl gave a slight glare at Junsei, “Your General has committed a higher act than treason and I’m here to get some answers from him!” he spoke harshly, keeping up his imposing tone, “Where is he? What business? Your General betrayed the aliens and your own men by sending them out to their deaths and he decides to go on out on a field trip??”

[GambolMuse]

"He's got an anger problem, I won't deny that," Kabocha said with a nod. For that reason he was sort of glad Shu had him so restrained, since their old leader had been known to snap pretty suddenly and violently at them. If he had to use one word to describe Takeshi it would have to be immature. Goodness knows he'd never say that to his face, lest he want to be blown to smithereens. He'd definitely not been brought up to behave, that was for damn sure. Narrowing his eyes slightly at Choi he sniffed unamused, turning his nose up and away. "Please... I might be arrogant sometimes, I'll admit, but I don't do what he does. I was raised better than that." Having someone to smack or chastise him for acting out of place had taught him to behave moderately well, as well as a Saiyan might hope to anyways. Comparatively speaking, Kabocha noted too that Takeshi really wasn't that bad by Saiyan standards. Normally he had always seemed brooding and distant, but mild mannered enough to get along with. Shu changed that almost completely, further breaking him from the mold. As the group stopped outside of the general's office the Saiyan smiled eagerly; he couldn't wait to give this general a piece of his mind.

Junsei had been busily working on some paperwork for the general, as he always was nowadays. He was an aide, but he used to deliver orders, help sort out communications and once in a while even handle the weapons. As a bookworm in essence it wasn't as though he got a lot of real excitement at the job, so that had all been nice. The past few days though had just been "sign this" and "read over these", some of which papers were sealed, only the authorization sheet stapled to the top of the folder they were in. With his boss out at the moment he had taken the brief chance to get a novel out, slinking into the comfortable armchair to read to himself. Not a second after he'd settled however a knock came at the door, and fearing the worst he quickly gathered up the papers again, hiding the book under the desk. "I'm coming!" he called, hurrying over to open the door. Expecting General Yusef on the other side he was perplexed to see a grunt before him, and said surprise turned into shock when he saw who was beyond him. Startled a fair bit he took refuge in the office, doing the only thing he really could and taking cover behind the desk. Oh no, the enemy was here, and he was utterly defenseless. Were these men turncoats? And those aliens... They were Saiyans? He was dead, several times over.

By some good grace there was no attack made on him. Instead the Prince started shouting at him, rather angrily at that. The wiry Kaesstrian stood up from behind the desk, acting as defiantly as his timid state would allow. "Y-You're not seeing him! And his business is private, you filthy p-prince! I wouldn't tell you!" What a stuck up brat, marching in here like he owned the place. But... This was an ample opportunity to be rid of him once and for all. Already behind the desk the aide slowly reached towards a drawer, sliding it open and reaching for an alarm inside. "The general is a busy m-man, and he's got better things to d-do than play with you!" Grasping at the button to signal the base to the intrusion Junsei found only air, blinking confused and glancing down in the drawer. "W-Wha....? Empty? Why is it empty?!" he whined, pulling the entire drawer out. A soft chuckling made him look back towards the prince, spotting one of the Saiyans holding the button in his hand. "Give that back! Y-you've no right to be taking it!"

"What? This little thing?" Kabocha asked, smiling innocently. Giving the small black box a look over he scratched his head, shrugging before looking at Junsei indifferently. "Fine, you can have it..." On 'accident' he wrapped his fingers around the device, and with a little effort crushed it into a mess of plastic and wires. "Oops..." So much for whatever that did, guess they'd never find out. Besides, who was going to attack them? The whole base knew they were here, and they really didn't feel threatened by anyone on this planet, at least as far as the Saiyans were concerned. Dropping the scraps onto the floor Kabocha stepped over them, standing at the desk and putting his hands flush across the surface, staring down at Junsei. "Now listen here little guy, here's how we're going to do this. You tell us where the general went, and we'll walk on out of here, won't hurt so much as a fly." There was a brief pause as the young Saiyan smirked, leaning across the desk and making the aide shirk back. "Or... You refuse to tell us and I make you the first Kaesstrian to go into space with a kick to the ass. How's that sound?"

Junsei was almost shaking at the glowering Saiyan, his small stature seeming to shrink under scrutiny. As defiant as he wanted to be the reality of it was he was fairly useless, even against one of the grunts. Simply put he wasn't a fighter, no matter how much bravado he wanted to show. "Oh... Oh this is bad..." he whined, stepping back again and rubbing at his forehead. "The general is going to kill me for this... He's going to be so mad..." There didn't look to be a whole lot of choice in the matter. It was either be killed by Yusef later, or the Saiyan now. Though as self preservation kicked in he had a treasonous thought... That if the general were to fall he'd be spared? It was a slimy move, but why should he be punished? "F-Fine, I'll tell you! But you've got to promise to l-leave me alone after that." The Saiyan looked to think it over, and for a moment Junsei seriously worried he'd just done himself in. Finally the boy agreed, sealing their sneaky little deal. Sighing to himself the aide removed his spectacles, cleaning them on his shirt tediously. "Very well... If we're a-agreed..." he began, placing his spectacles back on. "General Yusef went to a b-building in the N-North sector of the city. It's a l-lab that Mr. Katas used to use but was d-decommissioned. He's been looking i-into reinstating it, and w-went there to have a look around. T-that's all I know, I swear!"

[Mogtaki]

It was pretty easy to pick on Takeshi’s temper, especially when the guy wasn’t around at all. It was a case of putting up with it when he was there and poking fun at him when he wasn’t around. It was just all fun and games though, none of them were meaning it in any nasty light. Kabocha was pretty similar, but when he encountered some sort of problem it was usually due to him not thinking it completely through and rushing in head first. If they were to complete this mission, they would need to keep an eye out on their surroundings and not end up getting cocky and distracted by the aliens or allow them to get worked up over their words.

T’charrl had to remain focused and show that he was the better man here, not letting anything they said get to him. The little man was definitely nervous, but he could also prove dangerous if he had anything hidden away that he didn’t know about. Hopefully the Saiyans would be able to do something about his hidden away and out of their sights, like some sort of weapon that could be used against him. Staring down at the man, he didn’t make much of a reaction at the insults; they were all expected, he couldn’t really change that. Frowning a little when the man got a little fidgety, his eyes quickly went to Kabocha who had apparently moved in already and snatched away a device, only to crush it. Tilting his head curiously at the rubble that was now on the floor, his eyes quickly went to Junsei again, giving him a glare as Kabocha immediately began to do the talking.

It was certainly working, the guy was shaking in his fur and was definitely stuck in a corner. If he wasn’t going to end up giving up then now was definitely the right time for it. Watching him with a stern expression, he tilted his head slightly when it finally seemed as if the man crumbled. Listening to his stuttering words, he leaned against his cane slightly before his antennae twitched, “What, the lab? It was decommissioned for a reason…” he grumbled, giving the twins and Kabocha a quick look respectively, “We’re going there”. Looking back to Junsei, he moved back a little before huffing, “You should prepare yourself for the future, because the General won’t be reigning over you and your employees for much longer. I won’t forget you tried to use something on me, though…let’s move out”.

[GambolMuse]

Junsei had spilled the beans and knew he had a nasty punishment coming his way. He'd be knocked around by the general later for sure, and that would be leagues worse than what these children could do. Even so he couldn't help but be nervous around them, as they were still properly intimidating in their own rights. Thankfully the group looked to be departing, but not before some rather unsettling last words from the Prince. He was hoping the soldiers were going to do something about this, but as the Saiyans and T'charrl left the troops went with them, not seeming particularly opposed to the plan. Did they believe them? It was a hard pill to swallow, as General Yusef was a decorated and acclaimed soldier. No one questioned him, or very few did and kept it to themselves. Feeling pretty lightheaded from the stress the timid aide sat down again, sighing as he glanced at the paper work before him. There was still a ton to do, but the desire to do anything had left him along with his nerves. If he was as good as dead then should he even bother with it anyways? Looking out through the window panes he sighed as he decided not to, not seeing much point. Instead Junsei smiled meekly, lifting up his feet and laying them on the desk, getting comfortable in the chair. He was alone, for now anyways, so why not enjoy himself?

"That couldn't have gone any better!" Kabocha was pretty proud of himself, having scared the piss out of that little alien guy. Not that it seemed to take a lot to get him worried, the Kaesstrian probably went to bed shaking. They had the information they needed now, finally, which meant they could be done with this matter. More importantly their parents were going to be safe, and as such they wouldn't have to worry and could focus on other things for a change. The soldiers led them right on out of the building and to the gates, but that would be as far as they went. It seemed like they were sticking to their posts even if their orders may possibly be coming from a crooked leader. Ah well, not like they needed more help anyways. Once beyond earshot of the base Kabocha turned on his heels to face the group, walking backwards as he gave his chin a thoughtful rubbing. "So T'charrl... What do you know about this lab? Any way we can sneak in, or are we just going to bust down the front door?" He rather liked the latter, but if the general ended up fleeing because of it then a lot of good that would do them. "And do we have any idea how many if any troops might be there?"

[Mogtaki]

After leaving and heading down the hallway again, T’charrl was feeling that gradual buildup of nerves knowing that the General was off and away on the more secretive side of the city. It had been decommissioned before the General could send him there when he was in custody, but if he ever did then Katas would had found out about it. Now with the labs back, it seemed as if the General might had been anticipating Katas being discovered just to know that he was out of the way and so he could work at the labs again. It really made T’charrl feel uneasy, a little nervous too considering the situation it was putting him under. The General was a strong warrior, practically the equivalent of his mother and that was definitely saying something.

Feeling a the nerves slowly creeping up on him, he looked to Kabocha immediately when he began to talk to him, his eyes staring down at him with a bit of a frown before he let out a bit of a nervous sigh, “Uhhh…well, we can always just bust right in seeing as how it was supposed to be shut down ages ago”, he spoke calmly, shaking his head a little, “I really don’t know why he’d be there, though. If only for having the building running again, there really shouldn’t be a need for him to be running it. It’s all a massive sink in these people’s pockets, you know? Besides…bad things were supposed to happen there, otherwise it would had never had to be shut down”. Looking back for a moment, he frowned a little knowing that there was probably little he could do to stop all these soldiers from following him all the way to the lab; then again, it might had been better for them to witness what the General is up to. Letting out a sigh, he nodded, pointing towards the north, “We’re flying that way, we’re not letting him escape so we’re going to dive right in and rush to him. We can’t let that place get back up and running; this is the type of place where he'd turn that place into a torture facility if he could”.

[GambolMuse]

"Alright! I like busting right in, my kind of approach." Kabocha chimed, grinning ear to ear as he gave T'charrl a pat on the back. "And if bad things are going on then all the better we shut it down. Heck, we're doing people a couple favors by doing this." Personally he was completely fine with getting a bit more out of their work, as they were taking care of a fair bit. The others certainly wouldn't agree, and asking for even more was bound to get someone mad at him. Plus making requests in front of soldiers who still may turn on them probably wasn't the best way to buy favor. So their party had expanded a bit, and as such was going to be a bit more difficult to handle when and if a fight broke out. The Saiyan couldn't help but look back at the Kaesstrians behind them, frowning in their direction. Should they take the general's side they'd not be much more than a hassle, but it still complicated their job. Once the prince had pointed out their path Kabocha was all set to go, his smile returning as he gave his knuckles a good cracking. "This guy is going to pay for messing with us, I hope he does try to fight 'cuz I wouldn't mind knocking him around a bit."

Together the group flew over the city, causing quite a bit of a stir from their sheer numbers. No one down below was quite sure what to make of it, seeing both the enemy Prince and Saiyans along with some of their own soldiers. A few people saw it as an unlikely surrender, cheering for the men who followed as they flew by, thinking that the war had come to an end. To a degree they were right, the war was ending, but not the way they had hoped. Perhaps having the soldiers along was a good thing, as no matter how many other troops they passed no one decided to fly up and give pursuit. They even came precariously close to the special operations branch, and while not that far away from it no moves were made to get them. Thus the trip over to the abandoned lab was quick an uneventful, not a single obstacle in their path. The building sat nestled between some seedy looking streets, almost hidden by a tall stone structure and another overgrown building, apparently a lower end of the city. Landing down in front it appeared to be utterly abandoned too, certainly unkempt. A few windows were busted and the walls had a thick ivy growing up them, giving it a properly tarnished look. Junsei might be lying about this, as it seemed unlikely this was an active workplace. Curiously enough the door in the front was free from vines, possibly meaning it was opened regularly. So... Perhaps the timid aide hadn't been feeding them false information after all.

Kabocha whistled softly as he gazed at the building, putting his hands on his hips while scuffing a boot on the ground. "So this is it...? The place where they kept you?" he asked, glancing over at T'charrl before back to the building. "Some dump... Makes me curious how they get anything done in there." Taking a look around them he thought to ask if anyone had seen anything interesting, but there wasn't a single soul in sight. Well, worst case scenario they got the wrong building, that's all. But this looked to be the only one around not inhabited, and if they went much further they'd be leaving the city, so it was a likely spot as any. "Might as well get on inside, no use in waiting around." The Saiyan smirked as she stepped up towards the door, putting a hand on his shoulder and giving it a roll. Before doing anything drastic he gave the door handle a test, jiggling and trying to turn it to no avail. A small push told him it was a bit more stable than a regular wooden door, as there was ample resistance behind it. Putting a hand on his chin for a moment Kabocha wondered how best to get inside without making too much noise. Remembering then they were hardly going for discretion Kabocha decided to hell with it, grinning as he gathered Ki in his palm and blew the door apart. The metal door clattered to the ground in pieces, revealing a fairly dusty room inside. "It's open!"

[Mogtaki]

T’charrl gave Kabocha a quick look before giving a little smile as they headed on out. At least he was having fun, it was probably easy when he was powerful and could withstand a lot of the punishment they could dish out on this planet. He did wonder what it would be like to be strong like that, but he had no idea what it would take to become like that too. It was all confusing him; he didn’t even know how strong he was himself with his own abilities. It was definitely a strange thought, but merely a distracting one to take his mind off what was coming up for him. He was definitely worried that something bad might end up happening to him, but looking to the Saiyans he was just glad that he had them to help just incase things got bad. The twins were fairly quiet, but upon looking back at them they certainly appeared to be fitting the soldier role pretty well while remaining in formation and concentrating on their task; it certainly spoke out to what their ranks were before they broke away, at least to T’charrl.

Flying off towards the laboratory, it was pretty obvious that T’charrl was a little distracted. His nerves were definitely getting the best of him, it was becoming pretty difficult to think about the fight and how he would survive. He’d probably have to use his abilities when it came down to it, but he was determined to show it off as being defensive rather than using it aggressively. Slowly landing down with the Saiyans, he gave them all a quick look before letting out a sigh, trying to relax his mind before giving a quick nod to Kabocha, “Yes. The most they got out of me was simple torture, but I still don’t know what they were after”, he spoke calmly, frowning a little, “I wasn’t there long…at least, not long enough for Katas to notice”.

It was time to enter the building now, his mind trying to get ready for it as Kabocha approached the door. He was expecting it to be fairly dramatic, but hopefully there were no soldiers to get hit by whatever Kabocha was willing to unleash. As the twins immediately lead T’charrl back a bit, one moved in front of him while the other behind. Their protection was probably needed, there could be another ambush anywhere and if Kabocha enjoyed blowing stuff up then this door was probably going to have debris flying everywhere. Watching for a moment as Kabocha gave the door a little test, he gasped a little before pulling up his arms when the energy appeared and was promptly fired at the door, busting it right open. Feeling a little shook up by the blast despite expecting it, he let out a sigh and nodded at Kabocha before moving forward, “Okay…let’s go. Find him before he escapes”.

[GambolMuse]

Kabocha smiled triumphantly as he blew apart the door, waving his hand in his face to clear some dust that kicked up. So much for security, and chances were anyone inside had heard that. All the more reason to get a move on then. "Good idea, let's go say hello." The twins methodically fell into place around the Prince, leaving Kabocha to take point as they entered the musky structure. If someone really was busily working away in here then they were doing a darn good job of hiding it, the place looked like no one had been inside for ages. Maybe there had been another entrance inside that they'd not seen. Ah well, much too late to worry about that now. The dim light that seeped through the door and windows faded relatively fast, leaving them with poor visibility. Surprisingly that was remedied by one of the soldiers, the Kaesstrian striking an odd stick that let off a bright glow, much like a glow-stick on Earth, only a lot brighter. Curiously the inside of the building didn't seem that large, and after checking each room they were unable to find anything that even hinted at a lab. In fact it really seemed just like a house, with the exception of a room that had a few curious containers on the floor. Overall the search had turned up empty thus far, nothing at all pointing them to where they wanted to go.

"Man... That fricken bug was lying to us..." Kabocha grumbled, glancing back at T'charrl and the soldiers with a faint smirk. "Uh... No offense to you guys." What a letdown though, now they'd have to backtrack and get more information. Exhaling he leaned down and grabbed up a discarded beaker, turning it over in his hands. Nothing but an abandoned house, a dead end. Figuring they were done here he looked at the far wall, giving the glass item a toss against it with a satisfying shatter. As he was turning to leave a switch clicked in the Saiyan's head, and he turned back to the wall with a curious smirk. "Hang on a second..." If that was what he thought it was then this general was a sneaky jerk. Kabocha walked over to the far wall and stood before it, glancing over it curiously for a second. It had to be, that was the only thing that made sense. Placing one hand on the wall he also laid his head against it, his ear flush against the wood as he then began to knock against it with his knuckles. Feeling around a bit he eventually found a sweet spot, grinning broadly when he did. "A hollow wall... Meaning there's something behind here!" A room? A hallway? Now this was getting interesting, he had to know what was on the other side. Unlike the door he wasn't so keen to break this down, worrying that he might accidentally kill a certain someone should they be on the other side. "Look around for something to open it. Like... A hidden switch or something. There's got to be a way to open it."

Kabocha began to scour the messy room from top to bottom in search of the key to get in, as did the soldiers. With clutter everywhere and a great bit of the room filthy it was both tricky and unpleasant to search. Kicking up dust and cobwebs as they shifted things didn't help their case either, as it would shift and settle again, covering spots they had already checked. In the process of searching they had to clean the room a bit just to find anything, beginning to pile discarded items along the wall by the door to clear a space. If there was indeed a switch then it was very well hidden, as they were having a tough time finding it. Kabocha had gone to the metal table under the grimy window, sliding his hands across the top before beginning to prod underneath it. His fingers skimmed along the underside of the table carefully, the Saiyan grimacing slightly as he touched some unknown substances now and again. Finally, his hand skimmed over something sticking out against the bottom, and with a 'click' sound the wall began to shift, a panel sliding back to reveal a descending staircase. "Aha, got it!" This had to be where the general skirted off to, whatever was down there...

[Mogtaki]

T’charrl looked to the Saiyans as he made sure they were okay before following them all into the building, feeling a little nervous himself. It wasn’t so much the fact that there was nothing showing itself quite yet that was unsettling, it was just that being in such a place was making him feel so uneasy that he didn’t know whether he was just thinking about the past or anticipating the worst to happen. He needed to keep calm about this all, it wasn’t something he should be getting all worked up upon when he had enough protection; then again, something definitely felt a little nerve-wrecking about being here. He was glad that the soldier had a torch for this place, it definitely needed some light.

Looking to Kabocha when he called the man a bug, he squinted his expression in confusion before shaking his head a little, “He wasn’t lying, I mean…this place is definitely the place”, he spoke, looking around again, “This place isn’t as it seems”. There was always a cloak over a place like this so nobody got suspicious, there just had to be. The General wouldn’t come to an abandoned building for no reason, especially one that held quite a high reputation for being a hell-house before it was closed down. Slowly gazing around to try and see if he could see any movement, he stopped when Kabocha spoke up again, seemingly finding something wrong with the wall. Slowly moving towards him, he tilted his head curiously before nodding, making a brief wander around the room.

The twins weren’t too concerned with being cautious and were just doing as they were told; protecting the Prince and searching for whatever could open the wall up. It was vital to keep fairly quiet, there could be anybody hiding away or spying on them. Searching through all the little hidden areas and in the more obvious places, there didn’t appear to be anything that looked like a switch of some kind. The search was proving to be not exactly handy, there wasn’t anything in this room and they might as well had tried to crack it open instead of this search; however, it appeared Kabocha was actually able to find something and sure enough the wall soon began to shift and reveal more than the General was probably anticipating, “Well done, you actually managed to do something useful”, Kai commented, moving back over to the Prince to guide him down.

T’charrl gasped a little when the wall opened up, his eyes watching it cautiously before he slowly began to move towards it, “He’s really down there, huh…” he muttered, frowning a little as his eyes moved to the twins before he began to head on towards the hidden staircase. It was a little daunting, but he was trying to mentally prepare himself now for hopefully the General and put a stop to his reign. Pausing for a moment at the top of the staircase, he let out a sigh before he began to descend them, feeling a little unsure to what he might find. He knew it would be the General, but he was wary to what plans the man might have and the reason for being down here, “Be cautious, he could be up to anything…”

[GambolMuse]

Kabocha couldn't help but allow himself a satisfied smirk when he found the switch to the secret entrance. Of course Kai had to be quick to tease him, shooting the other boy an annoyed glare before shrugging his shoulders. "I got us inside the place too didn't I? Looks like I'm on a roll today!" Proud with himself there was a small strut in the Saiyan's step as he walked over to the stairs, peering down the long staircase a bit surprised. It went fairly far down, and a light was on at the bottom of it, though the steps themselves were nearly pitch black. The general would be down there then, probably waiting for them at this point. "Cautious? Oh come on, let's not worry over nothing," Kabocha remarked, slipping in front of T'charrl to take point again. They had to move single file down the steps since it was so narrow, but with two Saiyans in front of him and one behind the Prince was more than protected enough from any potential threats. The soldiers had agreed to remain at the top of the steps, both to guard the front door and the stairs below from anyone that might come snooping around. Between the four of them they could more than handle this matter on their own, reinforcements weren't needed.

Towards the base of the stairs the light became a fair bit brighter, and once on the floor they were faced with a long hallway. Unlike the stairs above it was polished and clean, almost like new, with tiled floors, white washed walls and various plants hanging from the walls and ceiling. A couple of luminescent lanterns shone from the ceiling as well, making the hall uncomfortably bright for the first few seconds. Kabocha slowly led them down the narrow path, and on their way a few doors and rooms were on either of their sides. The point was made to check every single one of these, being unable to find anyone in either. For the most part it was small storage rooms and offices, nothing really to cause alarm. Had they more time they might go through files to get a better idea of what this place was. Maybe at the end, hopefully there was something here to incriminate the general further. "Come on... How are these all empty...?" Kabocha mumbled, closing another door with a sigh. Further on along the hallway the sound of glasses clanging against one another could be heard, albeit faintly. It had been audible enough for the group to hear though, a unanimous hush falling over them all. For a moment no one moved, expecting something to happen after the noise. When evidently nothing would Kabocha carefully started walking ahead again, making sure to make as little noise as he could. It sounded like it came from the right, a door about halfway down the corridor. Once he'd gotten close enough the Saiyan pressed flush up against the wall, pausing briefly before poking his head into the doorway. The light was on, there were a few beakers on a table with liquid but no one inside. Frowning he looked back at the others before stepping in, walking towards the table. It was terribly close, as in an instant of entering the sound of claws scraping made him freeze up. Kabocha didn't even look, dashing off to the side towards the wall as a large figure nearly landed on him, a sword driving itself into the tiled floor. On his feet he looked at the large Kaesstrian a little surprised, smiling faintly. "Let me guess... You're the general?"

General Yusef looked at the ground where his sword had imbedded itself, frowning displeased. With a hard yank he freed it from the tiles, checking the edge for any dents casually. "Yes... I am General Yusef, and you're a Saiyan..." the Kaesstrian replied, turning his head to look at Kabocha. "You're faster than I'd have given you credit for, I'm impressed. Most people usually don't avoid me." Curious, this wasn't one of the boys that he had been dealing with before. No, this was a new one, and he had other people with him no less. Keeping his gaze on Kabocha the general paced towards the door, smiling faintly as he reached behind his back and drew a knife out from a hidden sheath as well. "I heard the Prince, did I not? Come on in boy, let us finish this war here and now." Were there more than just the Saiyan and T'charrl? The Prince he was confident he could handle, especially considering how weak he must be. Given his... Reassurances Yusef was positive that the Saiyan would fall to him as well. Seeing that the two Saiyan Princes were not present he assumed perhaps boldly that his plan had worked out, meaning there were three less threats for him to contend with. "I'll finish this Saiyan off, then take you back as a prisoner. And I promise that you will not get away from me this time."

[Mogtaki]

It was rather creepy, heading down into the planet like this. The corridor being as narrow as it was definitely didn’t make it any better and as the light began to die out even with their torch, it was not looking like a very pleasant place to be especially if someone was to fall. Choi couldn’t help but hold onto his brother’s shoulder for reassurance as they both headed down, feeling a little worried to what could be down there. If a bunch of these soldiers could take down two Saiyans and the Beastman as easily as they did, then there was no telling what these aliens were truly capable of when there was such a closed corridor such as this.

Finally, they managed to get down to the ground and now there was one more challenge facing them; finding the General. The place was definitely new and refurbished, but just what reason it had been was still not obvious to them. T’charrl definitely didn’t like being down here, this place had torn into the planet with evil intentions and it wasn’t giving off a terribly good energy as a result. It was very negative, almost poisonous to him. Frowning a little, T’charrl stopped when everyone else did as the noise echoed through the place, everyone suddenly on edge to what that could have been. Kabocha had gone forward first with T’charrl deciding to sneak along in second, giving a little signal to the twins and soldiers to stay back. He wasn’t going forward too much, he wanted Kabocha to see what the problem was first before pressing ahead.

Fortunately for Kabocha he had managed to avoid the ambush that promptly happened just as he entered the room in question, the sound of a sword barely missing him was definitely a good sound. T’charrl stayed out of sight, listening out to what the General had to say; however, it was soon becoming evident that he was well aware of his presence. Frowning a little, he looked to the others but told them to stay put, seeing as how the General hadn’t caught onto the idea that there was anybody else. Slowly sneaking closer to the corner, he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword before swinging around to the door’s portal, holding himself fairly well for someone with little strength at the moment, “You won’t be touching him”, he spoke harshly, keeping his stance strong, “Why do you not just wish to finish me off instead of holding me captive?? Why did you keep me alive all that time…? And why did you send your men to their deaths when you knew how powerful the Saiyans were??”

[GambolMuse]

Yusef had made that there were people inside a fair while ago, as the front door being blown open wasn't exactly quiet. There were too many precious items here to fight around, lest they risk destroying them. Thus he'd opted for a surprise attack, hoping to diffuse the situation before any danger could come to his research. The Kaesstrian didn't know who to expect, and needless to say he was surprised when an unfamiliar Saiyan strolled into the room. It was hopeful that he'd land his strike, but realistically he wasn't at all surprised as it was avoided. Precisely who was this boy? He wasn't one of the Princes, and yet he seemed to be acting in their place. Curious, had his plan worked then? "And who is going to stop me? You, Prince T'charrl?" the general retorted, his eyes narrowing at the younger Kaesstrian. "You were scarcely a challenge when healthy, I couldn't even be bothered to fight you right now. You're mistaking bravery for strength child." Two opponents, one potentially a big problem and the other scarcely worth looking at. Even in a tired state the blade that T'charrl held was still lethal, and the boy did know how to use it. All it would take was for one misstep on his own part to be felled. "So a Saiyan and the traitor Prince have come to stop me then... How amusing..."

"I didn't kill you because I needed you boy, or are you that ignorant?" Yusef looked back at the Saiyan as he spoke, more concerned with that boy than T'charrl. "You hold the key to our race's advancement, to our becoming a true power in the universe. We're so close to space, but what do we do once we travel beyond if we cannot protect ourselves? Answer me that Prince. How do we keep the more powerful races at bay? The answer lies within you; We make ourselves stronger, at any cost." Their efforts to reach he stars would become moot if they were terrorized. It was a simple survivalist look on the matter; the weak would fall to the strong. They wouldn't be the weak, not so long as he had a say in it. The last question got a pause out of the general before he chuckled in a raspy tone, closing his eyes an shaking his head. "So they failed me then? They were told to kill the off-worlders and secure you, but here I'd thought you had simply evaded capture. With the proper techniques at their disposal my men could have easily done away with those boys, something must have gone wrong. Shame, I needed some loyal soldiers to build our next generation of warriors with."

Kabocha couldn't really stomach the nonsense this guy was spewing. For one it really just didn't make a lot of sense, he was clearly out of the loop. What was inside T'charrl, and how was that going to help these people become stronger? "You're making yourself stronger by killing people? You do realize how ass-backwards that sounds, right? You ought to all be working together for power, not killing one another." Either this guy was ignorant or plain nuts, and he was leaning towards the latter. Even if the Prince did have something within himself how did they plan on using it? You couldn't exactly extract someone's power, it didn't work that way. Taking up a stance Kabocha looked towards the door, hoping T'charrl was enough to keep this man inside so he could be dealt with. "Just drop the bravado and give up, you're not getting past us pops."

"Ignorant children... The lot of you... This war has been necessary, our two people can never reach an understanding between each other." Yusef stated, looking at T'charrl with an accusatory glare. "The key to our race's advancement is that energy you so irritatingly covet. We need it to become stronger, and that will never happen with your kind in the way. The only option is to be rid of the obstacle, then we can use the energy to our ends. The Kaesstrian race will be better for it, therefore I'm looking out for our people's best interests. I only wish you two could see the potential glory in it all." If he had to cut down a dozen or a hundred enemies he didn't care, sooner or later the opposition would wane. The fact that Saiyans were now on their soil was all the more reason to push the research, as sooner or later there would be travelers who weren't so content to behave themselves, and they'd be powerless to protect their homes. "I cannot allow anyone to get in my way. This is for the good of all of Kaesstra, and there are plenty of people who back me on the matter. I'll cut down the blind where they stand so that we as a peoples can grow." In a quick instant Yusef spread his wings, and with his sights already on T'charrl he dashed across the room, bringing both swords down overhead at the boy.

[Mogtaki]

T’charrl was ready for anything; he was definitely not going to let the General get away with whatever he was planning now. He was still angry that the man had purposely attacked them with the intention to kidnap him again, but he still felt confused over why he was being kept alive while his mother was on the kill list. The room was fairly tight; it wouldn’t likely hold a fight for too long unless the General wanted everything to be ruined in here. Keeping his eyes on him, he frowned a little when he talked about what he wanted out of him, his words only causing T’charrl to fear the worse. So he did know about his abilities, but just how did they hold the key to such a thing he just couldn’t understand. He wondered just how much the General had researched his abilities and just how far he was willing to go with them and how to get them, but he really didn’t have any idea to what extent all of his research had gotten to at this point and whether he actually knew more than he did.

Looking to Kabocha quickly, he frowned at his own interpretation of the situation before looking back to the General, his hand ready to wield his blade, “All these people dying and fighting have been over me? Just how long have you known about what I can do?” he questioned him, keeping ready, “You’re getting people killed over a desire to expand your territory? Our planet is our sanctuary from all that fighting and warfare that’s going on beyond the sky; we need no part in it!” This guy was insane, there was no reason to go to space right now unless they had allies that needed help, but they didn’t. If he wanted T’charrl’s power, then he was going to show it to him and defeat him through using it.

“My clan has always fought to protect their home and that includes the energy that is the lifeblood of the planet, you using it will never get you anywhere other than your own self-destruction!” T’charrl snapped at Yusef, tightening his grip, “Our people have been fine for generations, but I intend to unite the people in a different fashion to your brutal manner…” Just as he thought he was getting the General talking for an extended monologue, the possibility of an extension to come up with a plan had failed as Yusef charged in with an aggressive manner, throwing both swords down at him. Immediately withdrawing his own blade, he raised it to counter the pair with a loud clang, the metal scraping together as he immediately threw his arm around and tried to force the General back with a push, throwing his cane around in a brief counter attack, “I can’t allow such a twisted existence to occur! For the good of the people, I am going to expose you for the madman you truly are!”

[GambolMuse]

"A while now. We kept an eye on you, and when we had you in custody our studies showed some... Anomalies. You can be rather careless with your powers, Prince. They're unfocused, and if you used them properly you could do so much more." General Yusef wasn't going to go into detail, there was a fair bit of sensitive information with how they'd discovered the boy's ability. Giving one of his swords a swing the older Kaesstrian smiled slightly amused, listening to T'charrl's woes over his plans. "My territory? No, it's our territory. All I'm doing is leading the way, showing the others how we can achieve greatness. This goal, it isn't to further myself, it's to further all of Kaesstra. This was never solely about me boy." As he was so poignant to point out it was certainly the noble family's fault they had yet to progress. There was absolutely no reason to praise the energy, it wasn't an omniscient being or even sentient, it was just energy. And like any other resource on the planet it was theirs to use to their own ends, to gain a better foothold in the galactic community. Flexing his wings the general used his foot to dash right at T'charrl, bringing both his sword and dagger overhead and bearing down on the young alien. He was a little surprised as his strikes were blocked, not expecting the Prince to have the strength for that. "I'm not a madman, I'm a visionary! It's only people like you who are too blind to see our future that call me mad!" He threw his lower arms out to catch the boy's push, also managing to block the cane swing. What he didn't block however was the Saiyan ramming into him, knocking him into the wall with a fair bit of force.

"No... You're pretty much insane." Kabocha remarked, smirking as he stood upright. "If you're so confident people agree then why does no one know what you're doing? Seems to me like you're-" The Saiyan paused, having to dodge to the side as a knife was thrown at him, soaring right on by and piercing the wall. A mucous liquid dripped from it, though he couldn't tell from here what it was. Narrowing his eyes at the general he sprinted forward, going right in for a hit of his own. Flitting to the side as a sword was swung he crouched low, swinging a leg and sweeping Yusef off of his feet. Then, placing a hand on the floor beside him he lifted himself up, trying to kick the Kaesstrian into the wall again. Rather than that the general quickly used his wings to suspend himself in mid air, being missed by the kick and trying to stab Kabocha's leg. The Saiyan evaded again, clearly the faster of the two as he went back to T'charrl's side. "Seriously, just give it up! You're not going to win this, I promise. All this is going to do is make you even more sore when we drag you back."

Yusef landed a bit awkwardly after avoiding Kabocha's kick, having to use the wall to catch himself and stand up. "You children seriously think I consider either of you a threat? That I could feasibly lose this fight?" Not likely, certainly not to children. He was the upper echelon of Kaesstrian strength, rivaled only perhaps by the Queen and her own general. No one else on this world could compare to him, and with tactics no one from any other world could either. "You've a lot to learn of warfare to think you've won a battle so easily. It's not as simple as winning a single exchange." Again the general sized up the two boys, debating on who he should attack. T'charrl was the prime threat, he had to be dealt with to ensure the plans worked. The Saiyan on the other hand was a pest an would give trouble. After a brief moment's contemplation he opted to chase the Prince, again running in to close the gap. The sword would be brought overhead as before, but he'd use the dagger in a thrust to try catching the younger alien off-guard.

[Mogtaki]

T’charrl was pretty sure he was going to end up finding it pretty difficult to beat the General when he was putting up such a fight. He didn’t want to have to admit his powers, but the man definitely did know a lot about them and was even managing to insult him by mentioning those powers, “Why would I want to use something so destructive without being someone like you?” he hissed, not exactly finding any sort of amusement in trying to tick the guy off even more; he just wanted to beat this guy down, but the only way he could be defeated was if he was weakened through some way whether through using this time to find a weak spot or just to put his guard down, “If we are to lead people to greatness, it’s not through the aggression you dare show others who oppose you!”

It was quickly Kabocha’s turn to ram into the General and try to get a few words out, but as soon as he did the man was straight onto him, packing poison and ready to try and kill him as well despite being completely outmatched. It was hardly a proper fight, but it gave T’charrl time to get his bearings again and hopefully be able to stand up to more attacks. The attack didn’t last long at all with Kabocha ending up fleeing back to him and trying to talk the General out of attacking. If it wasn’t for the fact that Yusef had no idea that there were more waiting for him around the corner, he might had asked one of the twins to come in and help him restrain the man.

T’charrl didn’t want to end up going into a fight again this soon, he had barely recovered from the last hit and still needed to gather ground. Raising his sword into a defensive stance, he tried to brave himself for any possible attack, “You don’t even need to fight! You’re outnumbered and outmatched; just what assumption do you have that you can even control the power you wish to wield? You sound like you barely understand it at all and just see it as power, but it’s so much more than that!” The General quickly came in for another attack, his sword swinging straight down to which he managed to catch with his own blade, but his eyes were quickly diverted to another threat. With his sword currently locked, his lower arms quickly reached out and managed to grab hold of Yusef’s hand, only just redirecting the dagger away from his gut before he made a sudden dash to the side, falling into an assortment of objects through his complete loss of balance.

[GambolMuse]

"People must be shown who is in charge! Being part of the military..." Yusef paused, trying to push his blades through to T'charrl.

"I'd think you would understand! Only through gaining and using power can we ensure our future and safety!"

There was really no helping the general at this point, he was utterly subscribed to his own lunacy. No one, certainly not the child of his greatest enemy was going to talk him down from this. The fact that a Saiyan was taking up arms against him didn't waver that either. Speaking of the Saiyan, he seemed to want a part in the battle as well. Ramming the general away from the Prince he tried to immobilize the Kaesstrian, opting for a strong kick to do just that. It was avoided, albeit barely, and as a parting gift he tossed a poisoned knife Kabocha's way. The blade missed, narrowly, and another brief reprieve was taken in the battle.

"I can control the power because I am strong enough," Yusef reaffirmed, raising his swords. "I will admit there are mysteries to your power, but those will be learned in due time. We're on the precipice now of achieving something entirely new! A new generation of Kaesstrian super soldiers! And I will not have that ruined by you!"

Again the general went on the offensive, trying to bring down T'charrl first and foremost. Raising his right arm up over his head Yusef brought his sword down hard, yet despite the force behind it he was blocked again. With a snide smile however he firmed his grip on the dagger, thrusting forward to try and pierce the younger Kaesstrian's abdomen. This too was blocked with a hasty push of his arm, though as a result T'charrl stumbled and fell to the side in a bit of scrap.

"You cannot beat me, you must know this. I did not achieve my rank due to inheritance or bribery," the general said, pausing briefly as he raised both weapons. "I earned it on merit alone! Through blood and toil! There is not a single Kaesstrian alive who can best me!"

In his brief spout of supposed superiority the general got ahead of himself and completely forgot about the Saiyan in the room. Taking advantage of his surprising lapse of awareness Kabocha attacked, using his speed to get right up behind Yusef. Moving fast enough the alien scarcely had time to register where the boy was, turning his head as he was kicked in the side and sent flying once more, this time crashing into the table that held the beakers and vials. The glass shattered to the floor around Yusef, a few spilling and the remaining intact containers rolling every which way. It took him a moment to realize what had happened, and when he did the general looked positively alarmed.

"No... No... My research...!" Yusef mumbled, his tone laced with worry.

On his hands and knees he left his weapons laying where they had landed, trying to gather up the contents. It was a rather sorry sight, he seemed in a proper mess with what had happened. One by one he picked up the containers, or what ones were left. A few had minute amounts of liquid in them still, but probably not enough to do anything with. He paid little heed to Kabocha as the Saiyan helped T'charrl to his feet, too busy with the items in hand. Months of research, gone just like that. There were samples elsewhere, but this was by far the most complete of them. He'd have to gather everything again, conduct tests to find the perfect volume of each material... It was going to take ages.

Kabocha eased T'charrl back onto his feet, quickly checking the Kaesstrian for wounds before breathing a sigh of relief. If anything happened to the kid then that nasty Queen was going to skin them alive, he was fairly certain of it. Save for perhaps a skinned knee he was okay, nothing to cause alarm. Positive the Prince didn't need to be babied partially turned his body, his head swiveling to look at the general. He was still busy crying over his chemistry set. What was in those anyways?

"Are you done yet?" Kabocha asked testily, frowning at Yusef. "I'm getting really tired of this. How many times do I have to hit you until you stay down?"

"You... You damn alien..." Yusef almost growled as he spoke, still staring at his beakers. "I'm going to kill you... You and that damned Prince! Then I'll raze his entire city! And finish off the rest of your friends to boot!"

Losing all of his work had left him rather... Miffed. Setting down the remnants of his items he grabbed up his blades again, reaching into his vest as well and pulling out throwing knives. With four in total he tossed each out at once with a flick of his wrists, sending them flying in a horizontal arc at the two boys. He rose to one knee shortly after, pushing himself off the ground and rushing them with surprising speed, drawing both blades back to make horizontal cuts when he got close enough.

[Mogtaki]

T’charrl was pretty thrown off, the guy was probably not even sure what he landed on but at least it wasn’t a knife or something like that. As he stumbled around feeling slightly disorientated, he looked to Kabocha and took hold of him, pulling himself up and letting out a sigh as he slowly rubbed his head. In the brief time that he was disorientated, it appeared as if Kabocha had tried to attack in turn and immediately ended up getting attacked by the General in a sudden counter attack. It had definitely left a brutal mark, however, as now the General was staring down at a pile of broken beakers and liquid that gave off a very strange energy. Slowly rubbing his head, he could only contemplate just what the man was doing and what it could had possibly been.

As the man moaned and grieved over what could only be described as a pretty messy floor, T’charrl got himself ready once again and gathered his energy back to take on another attack, hopefully this one being able to fully withstand the power of the General’s attacks. Raising his sword, he looked to Kabocha when he spoke to the man, his eyes going between the two before he ended with a confused look at Yusef, “What? Weren’t you trying to kill him before, anyway?” What the General said was definitely all he needed for the soldiers to hear, his eyes going to the door briefly before he soon noticed the man was getting ready to fight once more. He felt confused, he had no idea what was spilled and what might end up ticking the General off even more, “You left work like that lying around and expected to fight us in here? You’re just insane…”

As expected, the man immediately charged at them the moment he had got his weapons, but this time he was packing more than his previous attempt. Letting out a sudden gasp before raising his sword, he threw a hand out as a field of energy appeared in front, the knives bouncing straight off with a spark of energy before he raised his head, seeing the man dive straight at them. Taking his shield down, he jumped into the wall and immediately jumped down at the General, trying to strike him down with a vertical strike of his own, “It was your own fault! You’d raze the city over some liquid??”

[GambolMuse]

"I thought he was trying to kill me... Maybe he changed his mind?" Kabocha joked, shrugging. "Can we just stop already? I'm hungry..."

T'charrl raised a good point to boot. He'd left all of his 'precious material' just sitting there, and then the fight had broken out. Seriously, what did he think was going to happen to it? Then again they had sort of barged in on him, so he may not have been expecting it and hadn't bothered then to secure it elsewhere. Whatever was in those containers it was enough to freak out over, as now the general was really mad. Using the poisoned knives again he tossed a handful their way, the tips dripping with the viscous ooze. Kabocha readied himself to grab the Prince and dodge them, but before he could react T'charrl had a surprise of his own. A thin wall of energy appeared before them, something unlike which he had ever seen. As the knives collided they didn't even penetrate the thin shield, bouncing off and sending small sparks racing along the surface as they clattered to the ground. Was that the power the general was after?

Yusef hadn't expected the knives to do much, that would have been too easy. He really didn't expect a wall of energy to materialize in front of the two boys, stopping his thrown weapons with minimal effort. His eyes widened in surprise as he watched it unfold, immediately glaring at T'charrl. So that was the kind of things one could do with his ability, and yet he was selfishly keeping it to himself. Their people would be unstoppable with that, no one would be able to harm them. This thought only piled on to his mounting anger, and with a shout he launched himself at the boys again, determined to cut them down.

"Graaaaaaah!"

Yusef brought both blades across in a wide, sweeping cut to try and catch the two fighters off guard. While T'charrl went up to avoid them Kabocha dashed to the side, his weapons only getting air as a result. Lifting his head he gazed furiously up at the Prince, trying to get himself up to chase the boy. Before he could make a move T'charrl came down to meet him, and Yusef had to raise his arms to block the swing. With a surprising amount of force in the blow he slid back on the smooth floor slightly, his arms straining to absorb the hit.

"That liquid is what will make us great!" the general shouted, pushing T'charrl away as he stepped off. "I will take down anyone who denies our race power!"

Kabocha kept to the side as T'charrl and Yusef exchanged blows, not wanting to complicate things by throwing himself into the fray. Despite being weakened it looked like the Prince was doing okay, managing to get the general to back off with his counterattack. As soon as the larger Kaesstrian was clear the Saiyan launched himself forward, intending to bash Yusef down with a strong punch. Unexpectedly the alien followed his movements this time, just barely, but quick enough to react. Seeing a sword coming his way Kabocha held a hand towards the ground, blasting himself up towards the ceiling with a shot of Ki to avoid being cut in two. Flipping in mid air his feet touched the ceiling, and immediately he launched himself down at an angle. This time he managed to connect, using both hands in a hammer motion and smacking Yusef in the back, knocking him on his front to the ground. Kabocha flipped himself back over once more, moving hastily to try and subdue the general.

Yusef let out a groan as he was hit, the blow being perhaps more forceful than intended. He fell to the ground like a deadweight, nearly losing his weapons as he hit the ground, dazed and near winded. As he opened his eyes he heard someone walking behind him, and a second later his lower arms being pulled back painfully. Emitting an odd snarl out of anger he swung back blindly with his sword, managing to make Kabocha move off of him. Rolling onto his back he reeled his legs up, kicking the Saiyan in the chest to get him away before scrambling to his feet. Thanks to that hit his right side was awfully sore, and he was slouching slightly as a result. Now that T'charrl was the closer of the two he stepped to the side, charging headlong at the Prince a third time. In the process of this he took out his last two knives, throwing them at Kabocha to keep him at bay. As soon as he got in striking distance he raised both weapons, bringing them down so they'd cross in an 'X' pattern to try and get T'charrl off guard.

[Mogtaki]

T’charrl was getting angry, the amount of assumption this guy was putting into power was absolutely terrible and completely misunderstanding just what his power was all about. He didn’t know anything about the power or what it actually could do, just that it was dangerous and could cause destruction. If this guy wanted to have a taste of his power, then he was going to show him just what he could do. Throwing out an attack, he kept his guard up and while keeping his eyes on him, his other arms taking a hold of his cane as he tried to keep balance. This man didn’t know anything other than what he witnessed with the energy flaring out of the planet, but now he could see he could also block attacks too. He was really getting pissed off now, T’charrl was trying to be calm but with the General going a little nuts it was definitely proving to be hard keeping his calm.

Throwing in his own parries to try and counter the man’s attacks, he watched his moves while trying to keep track of what was happening, but as the man got angrier the harder it was to keep track. With one strong hit, T’charrl managed to hit the man backwards and give himself some space, but he really needed a moment to recover before racing on in once more. Watching him, he took in a gasp of air as the man came straight for him, but luckily Kabocha was there just in time and managed to put his attack straight off with little problem but in turn missed him and allowed the man to make a counter attack. T’charrl was a little worried, he didn’t think Saiyans had much experience with weapons and this was getting a little too close to handle. Growling lowly, he cursed himself silently as he stared on, hoping he didn’t need to resort to using his inner strengths.

“You only think of the power as being like strength, but it’s much more than that! Even I don’t understand it fully yet!” he shouted to Yusef, watching him take a pretty strong blow from Kabocha, “You’re just blind to what it truly is, and if I have to show you that then so be it!” Not giving Yusef any chances, the moment the man came straight for him in another desperate attack T’charrl’s energy sparked up again, the attack pattern instead becoming projected onto the blades searing them with hot energy, the force of the attack causing T’charrl to stumble back slightly before absorbing the energy, using its strength to ram straight for Yusef to try and knock him down indefinitely, “Just surrender, if you know what’s good for you!”

[GambolMuse]

"You're blind, child! You fail to see the possibilities we're being given!"

The Prince still refused to acknowledge the chances presented to them by his powers, that angered the general. His primary research, the bit closest to completion, was not scattered along the floor, and that pissed him off. Really just about everything right now was making Yusef angry, quite a bit more than his controlled demeanor would normally let him. Because of this he was rushing blindly at T'charrl, wanting to simply strike the boy down and be done with it. Even in his hasty assault he was a force to be reckoned with however, having plenty of power and speed behind himself. With his natural strength and superior size surely he'd break through the boy's defenses this time...

As Yusef drew closer and his blades swung in a smile spread across his face, he had his target. There was absolutely no way that T'charrl could block his weapons at this point, not both anyways. The Prince did something rather curious in the last few moments though, something that threw the general through quite the loop. The glowing that came from the young man immediately told him something was wrong, and seeing said energy on the blades only made things even more troublesome. With momentum pushing him forward there was very little Yusef could do about it at this point though, save follow through and hope for the best. In a flash the energy disappeared from T'charrl's weapons and seemed to ebb into his entire being. The general was helpless as his attacks missed, finding a massive brunt force slamming into his body right after the fact. Again he was sent flying, losing his weapons where he had stood as he slammed against the far wall, hard enough to dent it. There he stayed hung against it for a moment before pathetically dropping off, landing on his front with a painful groan.

Kabocha had been on his toes, ready to counter if things looked to be getting bad, but apparently that wasn't going to be needed. The Saiyan stood still and watched awestruck as T'charrl made toppling the larger general look easy. He too had noticed the energy, rather curious as it almost looked like it backfired before he unleashed it and sent Yusef crashing into the far wall. That was certainly not something he'd seen coming, and apparently neither had their opponent.

"Holy crap! That was awesome!" Kabocha exclaimed, beaming as his posture relaxed. "When did you learn to do that?"

It was an awful lot like Ki, by the looks of it. He could even feel it to a small degree, and could tell enough that it felt different than the energy Saiyans and Humans used. It was weird, Kabocha didn't really think there was any type of energy besides Ki, but apparently there was. If Kaesstrians had this power in them then why was T'charrl the only who seemed to be able to use it? If it was widespread then the general wouldn't be trying to recreate it, and it wouldn't be such a mystery. Shrugging it off for now as it wasn't the time to ask he looked over at the general, whistling softly.

"So... I think we win? That seems to have done it..." He'd have gone over to make sure Yusef was down, but seeing how the general barely moved made it a pretty safe bet he was finished.

Kabocha grinned, walking over to T'charrl and clasping his shoulder. One strike to bring the feared general down, that was something that earned congratulations. He hadn't seen the big deal over the man to begin with, and this only serve to concrete that mindset. He supposed comparatively the general might be strong for a Kaesstrian, but compared to near anything else they were still pretty weak. Sending a casual glance in Yusef's direction he was a little surprised to see the man struggling to stand up, groaning audibly as he laid a hand on his forehead. Did this guy know the meaning of the word quit?

"I'm not... Done yet..." Yusef mumbled, struggling to his feet. "You won't win... That easily..."