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Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Planet X137, just outside the atmosphere

Convincing Krom to reveal the location of the planet proved to be fairly difficult, and not only because he wasn't completely sure of the coordinates. After some trial and error however they managed to locate their mark, a ways off from Uuonoe and most other worlds for that matter. Even tougher still was convincing Korian that there was no need for the rebels to be involved, something which took right up until departure to make clear; too many forces showing up could cause problems, it was best to go light and make due with what they had. A fight was likely to break out, yes, but with everyone aboard they ought to have enough manpower for the task ahead. Now they overlooked the world from high above, its blue atmosphere and expanse oceans like a gem in the pitch void of space around it. Strange that they would pick such a world for this, but then perhaps it was because of its isolated nature they had chosen it.

"So down there somewhere is the facility... And in there are the people being experimented on..." Aito mused aloud, standing at the forefront of the bridge looking down on the planet below. As Krom had pointed out several times there would doubtless be Saiyans stationed there to protect the facility, meaning a fight was all but inevitable. Beating them shouldn't prove terribly difficult given their own strengths, yet what concerned the doctor most was how the Beastmen would react to the violence. Unless they were quartered off somewhere private and out of sight they would no doubt catch wind of what was happening, and in doing so may turn violent themselves, depending on how they responded. "Discretion isn't quite going to work here, even if we send some of us down in a shuttle. But then we can't quite just leave this monstrosity sitting in the ocean somewhere either, meaning..."

"That our best course of action is to send only a handful, and perhaps keep more of us on standby as insurance," Vegeta finished, frowning as he examined the screen before him. They had launched a probe from their ship earlier to scan the surface in hopes of finding the facility, and thus far it had come up short. It was obviously down there somewhere, and logically it should be on ground as opposed to beneath the water, seemed redundant to hide a facility on an already undisturbed planet. "The question then remains who goes down? If we know we're going to be encountering enemies then we need to send perhaps our strongest fighters. But then again... It's not unreasonable to assume someone may notice we're here and come after us too, meaning sending our best off to the surface may not be great." So that still left the question of who to go down? It seemed reasonable to send his father, yet Aito had made it clear he had no desire to go and fight earlier. If he was not an option then that left them with the usual suspects, yet for a group smaller than normal they had to be even more decisive than usual.

Throwing everyone at the facility didn't sound like a good idea from any perspective, if they went too heavily in then they might risk hurting one of the Beastman in all the chaos. It made much more sense for them to be more crafty about this, send a few who could do quite a lot. And Yumi had a feeling she knew just who to do it. "I'll go, and Viral will too. That's two of us anyways," Yumi offered before smiling at Vegeta, "Oh come on, I can fight too, or did you forget? Do you really think you Saiyans are the only ones here who know how to handle themselves?" she added with a playful wink at the end. Besides she'd already spoken with Viral about this before they'd even made plans to come, it just made sense for them to be part of it. Both of them in some way or another had suffered by this project, and by their efforts it would be put to rest. But in order to accomplish that they needed more people, and so far no one else had volunteered for the job. It wasn't like they had never done something like this before either, so what was the hold-up?

"I'll go, beats the hell out of sitting up here not doing anything," Takeshi said, raising his hand as he spoke before pointing to Shu, "And the little guy will come too, if he wants. Just the four of us should be plenty to take those jerks down." It would be nice in a way too, get back to the simple four man team they had when they first met. Granted quite a lot had changed since then but it was awfully sentimental in a way when you thought about it. "Heh, in fact the four of us might still be overkill, but we've gotta send at least a small team, you know? So just send us on down and we'll free those people in no time."

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"And on Earth humans don't enter the service until they're eighteen, sometimes even older than that. Clearly our experiences are vastly different," Aito pointed out, the differences in their worlds clear as the sky right then. No wonder their views were never aligned and always contrasting with one another, they were polar opposites in many regards. They needed an intermediary member to help with this, and unfortunately the only two he could think of, Shu and Takeshi, were far from qualified to do such a thing. "To be perfectly curt I could give less of a damn what happens once you're with us. I won't bother keeping an eye on you, you're free to roam the ship far as I'm concerned. At any rate much as I might begrudge you for what you've done, it's not my place to pass judgement. That is reserved for the younger fighters who actually had to deal with you, not me." Though they may be too emotionally vested to make a proper ruling on how Krom should be dealt with, perhaps it was for his own good he just be left to his own devices. If nothing else good had come of today perhaps this show of power was an indication of what lay in store for Krom, should he try anything. "Child doesn't only imply age, there's a certain immaturity and lack of growth in some areas too, which most of them have. To no fault of their own, they just haven't experienced everything they should yet," Aito explained carefully, neglecting to add they'd experienced too much in other domains. "I created him to protect people, and to create him in a way which made him adept in any environment. But he was never intended to be solely a warrior, just as we as Saiyans are not just soldiers. We have lives, we have hopes and dreams, calling ourselves just a soldier isn't fair."

What could she do to help? The emotional side proved to be too delicate for her without using a bit of her power, something she still had a very vague grasp of. Psychological? Forget it, she was not trained at all and worried she may do more harm than good, regardless of intent to help. Even the physical injury Viral now sported proved to be too much for her to help with and yet she couldn't just leave him alone. He was her friend, she'd never leave any friend alone, least of all him. "There are people like me who were being worked on, we want to save them. The others don't know about it yet but I'm sure they'll want to too, don't you?" They were best suited for the job, if the rebels did it they might do something unfair with the subjects, or even outright kill them if they were difficult. Hoping to ease the discomfort Viral was feeling Yumi leaned lightly into his side, promptly withdrawing however as it clearly caused him pain. Was his arm hurt that badly? So there was very obviously some anger towards Aito as expected, yet it wasn't fair to assume June couldn't do anything to help. Folding her ears down apologetically at Viral's seething she gave a silent nod at his question, rising to her feet and patiently waiting for him to do the same. "Of course... And if you don't think they can help... Maybe we should go to the ship? Or even the rebel headquarters, they'll have someone there to look at your arm for you," Yumi suggested, giving a small smile as she did, "It's probably just sprained or something, should be an easy fix."

"I had my tail removed, but there's nothing wrong with having or not having one. It's just like how you style your hair, its a preference I suppose." Albeit a preference that involved the removal of a limb, for whatever that was worth by comparison. Despite his trying to reassure Shu it only appeared like he was becoming more discomforted, his tone and posture suggesting as much. Damn it all, he really needed how to speak plainly didn't he? Tch... Only issue there was while he knew perfectly well what he was saying it wasn't easy to put it in simple terms, he never spoke nor learned in simplistic ways. "You may not have to transform though, we'd only need to test to see how music effects your mood and then we can draw conjectures... That is... We can test music and if it helps you calm down normally, then by all accounts, it should help prevent you from transforming or even help calm you once changed. And all I'm saying Shu is that there are always differences, even among the same race or within the same family. Being different doesn't mean someone is lesser however, that's simply life. As for your challenges, they can be overcome with enough effort, and now that we have ideas as to help them it's only a matter of time."

"Yeah buddy, you'll be feeling much better in no time now, just you wait," Takeshi chimed in with a grin, ruffling Shu's hair as he leaned over, "While brains here is busy plugging away you and I can keep having fun, you won't have to worry about a thing. Then they'll come to us with a plan and we can work on it together, okay?" Now that there was actually some sign they could make it work he was way more optimistic about things. And if all he had to do was keep Shu happy, be it playing games or acting silly, then he could do at least that much. "Besides, we've got all the time we need for this stuff now! Which means a hell of a lot more goofing off for us Shu."

Far From Home

No, cuz that's work xD

Far From Home

I figured we'd skip the pre game shit, now I feel like I gotta retroactively add it xD

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"Because children or not they have some sway over the course of events, or was there another reason they were taken and conscripted?" Aito asked with a frown, folding his arms as he questioned Krom, "And I'm certain your judgment of me is very unfavorable given today's events, but I can handle being your charge if need be, unless you'd prefer to answer to someone younger than either of us. Regardless of their ages they are children as I said, they still have a lot to experience before they can ever be considered mature." Some more than others, Shu perhaps had the furthest to go before he could be recognized as an adult. Sighing to himself the doctor glanced to the house briefly, a hand raising to itch at his cheek as he pondered how the youngest boy was getting on. He seemed happier before, perhaps they had finally found a means of making him content. Now they might have a better chance of handling his PTSD, given they had a coping method. "I'm positive he's furious with me right now, both for not apologizing and for acting as I did. That being said I also know he doesn't want me to coddle him or to make every problem larger than it needs to be," Aito explained, "I'll seek him out later and do my best to make amends, but right now I'm better off not bothering him. I certainly don't need a lecture on my own child from a Saiyan warrior."

Yumi found Viral, she just wished she found him in a better state. Sat up against a tree, shaking and dried blood at his nose and lip, clearly not in a very good way right now. Kneeling down before him she hoped she could offer something in the way of comfort as she took his hands, mistaking the shaking for being unnerved. Perhaps bringing up what he and she might be doing would help improve his mood? It didn't appear to, and hearing his response was fairly disheartening. Nodding when asked to be let go Yumi released her grip, sitting down before him and giving her friend a sad smile. "Well you never know, we might not have to fight. If Krom comes with us maybe we can make them stand down instead? Or... If it does come to a fight then we'll be okay. And you'll definitely be helping with freeing everyone, I'll be right there at your side to make sure you do, and you don't get hurt." Shifting herself she moved to the side of Viral and sat next to him, leaning over as her arm laid up against his. "Listen... We should go back and you need to be looked at, just in case. How about we go find June and she can help, okay? And later Aito can apologize for being an idiot."

"And what is a good Saiyan then?" Vegeta asked rhetorically, holding up a finger to keep Shu from answering, "Father and I are Saiyans, and yet we're also scientists. Are we good Saiyans because we're scientists, or are we good Saiyans because we're decent people? If we're good Saiyans because we're decent people, then that makes you a good Saiyan too. Our people aren't just all about fighting and power, contrary to what your father and his men might have you believe. It takes more than that to be a good Saiyan, or a good Beastman, or Kaesstrian. It all depends on how you are as an individual, not what others are like." Honestly who was Shu even using as a metric to measure himself against? The Saiyans in their group, while some idiotic, were good people and arguably a good Saiyan for it. If the King and his men were what Shu was comparing himself to then it was foolish, that was like comparing apples and lemons. "Big differences? Yumi is a girl, you are a boy, those are huge differences, but are they bad? Differences are not negative Shu, it's a fact of life, and everyone is different from one another. It's imperative that you understand we don't think anything less of people for being different, that's just not how we operate. As for the problem..." Vegeta paused, frowning as he debated on how best to tackle the touchy subject, "When you become angry you transform, that's the only thing we need to work on. And we will, I think we have a solution to it in fact."

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"And you do realize the rebels value the cooperation of my son and his friends? I'm sure if we put our word in to transfer you they would do as we asked, unless they want to risk losing our cooperation. And given everything I've heard that these children have done so far they're owed this, if not more." Krom would be treated better in their custody more likely than not as well, they had somewhat more ethics than Saiyans did; Korian could argue he stood against the Saiyans all he wanted, but ultimately he was one of them, simply with a different idea of how things should be run. And yes he was a Saiyan himself, but then he was raised on Earth and valued things that most Saiyans seemed to hold no regard for. Furrowing his brow at Viral's absence the doctor sighed when Krom pointed out what he'd done earlier, looking at the Elite indifferently. "He knew the risk of doing what he did, so it's not logical for me to feel bad for his decision," Aito explained, sighing however as he rubbed at his head, "That being said... I'll check on him when he returns, assuming Yumi can bring him back. I'm sure he knows I hadn't intended to strike him, I have no ill will towards him."

Now was not the time for Viral to run off somewhere, he could be hurt from that attack by Aito. It wasn't terribly hard to track him down after a moment of walking, between his scent and that of his blood it only took a couple of seconds. Stepping through the woods she managed to find him sat up against a tree, smiling yet concerned as she approached. "Hey... You didn't have to go running off, they're done butting heads," she said as she stopped before him, kneeling down and looking at his hands. He was shaking, was that for any reason in particular? Reaching out and taking both of his hands in her own she closed her eyes, trying to convey a more relaxed sensation as she settled her own breath down. "We're going to go help people who were part of that project, people like me. And I think you and I are going to help them a lot," Yumi explained, opening her eyes and smiling kindly to her friend, "We're going to go and help a lot of people, isn't that great? And no one else will have to go through it anymore."

"Excellent, then as soon as we have time I'll go and set that up for you. You may need to wait a little while though, I have to get the music together before you can listen to anything." Not to state the obvious but their selection on the ship was likely limited, depending on what was brought from Earth. He didn't think anyone was terribly vested in music in their group, chances were they only had a handful of tracks if that. Music seemed to do a good deal for Shu, but what of everything else? How had his mood been in the last few days? "Did he now? Well that was nice of him," Vegeta remarked with a glance to the older brother, surprised he'd actually gone out of his way to do something, "And Shu, differences aside you are still a Saiyan, and you're still your brother's younger sibling. Being different doesn't diminish any of what you are, and those differences are not all necessarily bad. At any rate we're working to help you cope with some of them, particularly how you transform, and we're getting close to a solution. In fact I think today has given me a very easy yet effective fix to our little problem."

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

So he'd kind of hoped to knock out the woman with that spell, yet she didn't even get the slightest bit bruised from his attack. Darn it, maybe he was going to be stuck fighting her after all. "Heh... Thanks," Ethan laughed nervously, his hand snatching his sword from the pouch. With a flick of a button the blade extended to its maximum length, expecting to have to fight if he was to get out of this room. Gripping his sword he slowly shuffled towards the stairs as Danica stared him down, hoping she wasn't sincerely going to fight him. "Let's let bygones be bygones and just go our separate ways, huh? I don't want to hurt you." No sooner had he said that though did the woman lunge at him, prompting Ethan to raise his own blade to try and intercept her strike. So much for that.

Bracing for their blades to meet Ethan became immensely confused as Cecil darted between him and the woman, racing past them and down another flight of stairs at the other end of the room. Where in the world...? Blinking in confusion he watched after his friend as they vanished down deeper into the ship, hearing yet another set of footsteps then coming down the stairs. Expecting maybe a bandit to be in pursuit of the Machina a lump formed in his throat when he instead saw Amuné on the steps, putting herself in just about the most precarious position possible. This woman was dangerous, why was she here? Silently waving for the Ydran girl to run away he knew he couldn't let her be hurt, fearing the worst if the woman went after her.

Taking advantage of the woman's momentary distraction Ethan extended his left arm and released the catch on his coiled wire, shooting it at the floor behind Danica. Then, using his magic he quickly pushed himself to the right and swung the chord along, tripping her up in the process at least for the time being. After retracting the wire he glanced back at the stairs, not sure if he should go after Cecil or try getting Amuné out of here. The best he could do for now was just keep the woman busy, either option left someone else in trouble. Once Danica was down he rushed over and tried to keep her there by holding his sword down at her throat, having no real intention to use it other than intimidation. "Just stay right there! No one has to get hurt here," Ethan warned, finally looking to Amuné, "Go downstairs and get Cecil, you two get back up on the deck. I'm fine."

Damn it! How had she left herself so open? If she hadn't had to save that idiot of a healer then she wouldn't be in this mess, being dragged along like a carcass with a chain at her neck. Trying to pry the metal from her throat Nymira found it impossible to do so, the chain too tightly wound and heavier than she'd realized. She could try to melt it, which would mean burning herself in the process though. Placing the flat of her hands against the steel she prepared to do such a thing, but stopped herself short when the chain suddenly went slack. A quick glance back and she saw Zander had taken his staff to the bandit's head, drawing blood and causing him to drop his weapon as he staggered back from his fallen tool. Coughing and gagging Nymira pulled herself free and struggled to her feet, nursing her bruised neck before giving the healer a nod of thanks. He might be a moron, but he was a moron who had saved her.

"Fleeing isn't an option... There are too many enemies..." the Dimuran managed out weakly, coughing again as she glanced back at the men in suits. They were now all engaged in fights with bandits, and disconcertingly they were making quick work of the men. Those would have to be their priority then, if they wanted to even consider escape that was. But first... Nymira looked to the bandit leader and dashed at him, driving her shoulder unceremoniously into the space between his legs and causing him to stumble back even further towards a post on the deck. With him leaning against it for support she dragged up the chains, bringing them over and hastily swinging them around the post to put the man in binds, albeit temporarily. Now perhaps they could focus on the new combatants. "There's only a handful of them... But where are the others?" Ethan had still yet to come up from below, and both Amuné and Cecil had gone down as well. So that left her and Zander then to fend them off? Not terribly good odds.

These bandits were little more than common thugs, they could barely even fight. That may have something to do with their having magic to use as well, but that just went to show what having resources did for you. If the four of them could just walk into this fray and take control of it then it totted the superiority of their weaponry. After dropping another man to the ground with his prod one of the men turned to face off against another bandit, yet instead found himself gasping as a dagger was thrown at him, slicing through his free arm and leaving a deep gouge in its wake. Swiveling his head to the side he saw Nymira darting towards him with her other dagger in hand, taking a swing at her with the prod and missing. Stepping back to avoid the dagger he reached out despite the pain and grabbed her arm, wrenching it to pry her grasp from the dagger. Trying to electrocute her again he cursed when she ducked beneath him, then released her when she kicked out his knee and tried to capitalize by slamming her elbow into his temple. Nymira found herself at a serious disadvantage however as it wasn't just one on one, but one on four.

A hand shot out and grabbed Nymira's shirt from behind, lifting her from her feet and throwing her aside into the wall of the ship. Using his glove he fired off a quick series of ice shards to kill her, annoyed as the Dimuran threw out fire to melt the attack. Forming more ice he tried it again, watching as Nymira scrambled along in a crawl to avoid them, running off and taking cover behind a stack of crates on the ship. What a pest, at least now she had no weapons on her. "That one's a Magi, be sure to grab something as proof of the kill for when we go back," the man instructed, turning his arm then on Zander and casting another ice attack, shooting to kill.

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"The Commander won't be in charge of these people, I can promise you that. It makes more sense for a neutral party such as ourselves to oversee this," Aito explained with a nod, "And you will not be tortured, I may have attacked you but that's well below me. Nor will we allow the rebels to do any such thing, there are limits that we on Earth do not cross, and torture is beyond that. If you're so concerned for your well being then you may well be better off in our custody than theirs." And yes, Krom was going to be in some form of custody regardless of who he was with. The fact of the matter remained that until recently he was an enemy combatant, and one who could still pose a threat. Until they had ascertained whether or not he was truly with them they couldn't risk giving him complete freedom. As for Yumi's proposal for her and Viral to help with readjusting the subjects to society it was a sound plan, though there was just one small problem with that... Viral had left. "Where did he run off to now?" Aito asked himself more than anything, furrowing his brow as he glanced around the yard. He had struck his son and now he left, where in the world would he get off to?

Yumi had been wondering that too, thinking at first maybe Viral went inside to go and rest. Yet when she sniffed at the air she noticed his scent led off in the opposite direction, meaning he was either heading towards town or off into the woods nearby. That was worrisome, what reason did he have to do that? "I'll go find him Aito, I'll bring him right back," she said quickly, hurrying off before he could argue with her on it. Wouldn't Viral be happy if he was able to do this? He'd said a lot recently about not having a purpose or knowing what to do with himself, this could be just what he needed! "Viral? Where are you?" she shouted, hoping to find him before he got too far off.

"Yes, uh... Just don't overdo anything and you'll be fine Shu, I'm sure." Probably not best getting into too much detail, it would both be completely lost on the young boy and only serve to upset him further. Such a tedious job speaking with this one sometimes. "We'll give you all kinds of music, and then once you decide what you enjoy I can change it to be more like... Whatever genre you prefer." Provided of course they could get their hands on it. There may be limited music on the ship already, whatever else they had would depend largely on what the Uuonians could give them. Best not to make too many assurances then in case they ended up without proper choices for Shu. "Out of curiosity Shu... How have you been feeling today? You seem to be in much better spirits than you have been, has something changed?"

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"We'd find a way to make this work, whether its keeping them among themselves or easing them into society at large. Anything is better for their well-being than being isolated and kept under scrutiny like some curiosity." Viral was a Beastman and maybe he wasn't the easiest person when it came to interacting in public spaces, but he'd proven he could do so. There was no reason to think these people, both those modified like Yumi and others wholly made from scratch couldn't learn to do well. Even if they were simple soldiers as Krom suggested that shouldn't take away from their basic rights to live as they pleased, not on call to battle at the drop of a hat and nothing more. Soldiers had lives too, even Viral had things outside of combat. Hearing Krom's concern struck a skeptical chord in Aito, having a difficult time seeing a man responsible for so much trouble having such a desire. "If that's your priority then we can fight the monsters, we know how to kill them and we'll exterminate any and all we come across," the doctor said firmly, "If we agree to help cull these beasts then you have to agree to let us give these people some semblance of freedom, its only right."

"And the war is technically on hold, right? So that means the rebels can start helping too!" Yumi suggested hopefully as she stepped in, "Between us, the rebels and the Saiyans there's no reason for the Beastmen to have to fight all the time, or for anymore to be made. We can let them learn how to get used to society again and be comfortable, and then we can let them decide what they want to do." There were plenty of people who could help with this too, anyone from their group would do just fine, albeit to varying degrees. If they wanted just enough to get on though then she could even help with it, she was far from high class but then she doubted any of the Beastmen cared about that. And there was someone else who could help her with that as well. "I'm kind of a Beastman now, so it just fits that I do what I can to help these people. And Viral can help too! No one knows what it's like better than he does," Yumi added, looking to Krom expectantly, "Neither of us are going to hurt them or do anything bad, and we're the best choices you have for helping these people. Why not let Viral and I do it?"

Music for therapy was a novel idea yet not greatly supported by research, but it could just do the trick for Shu. His mood was undeniably better today than it had been in ages and giving him music to sway his emotions one way or another could prove invaluable. "Well yes... Any of the senses can be lost if not careful, it happens very often actually, especially with old age," Vegeta explained plainly, not taking into consideration how it might unnerve Shu to hear such a thing. Meeting Takeshi's angry gaze then he cleared his throat, putting on a small smile as he added, "But for someone your age its very rare, and as long as you take care of yourself you won't have to worry about a thing." Definitely didn't want to end up giving the kid even more things to be worried about. Music could actually do wonders for Shu and once they got back to the ship, whenever they did, he would look into outfitting their room with a sound system. Shouldn't be terribly hard, there may even be something here on Uuonoe that would serve the same purpose. "Well I'll set up a music system in your room on the ship, and you'll be able to select whatever music you want," Vegeta said, "Well... Given whatever we can get from these people."

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Hearing those people could never return home, or others might not even be fit to crushed Yumi. When she was being tested on for as briefly as she was the one thing she wanted above all else was to see a familiar face again. If she wasn't able to do that? She probably would have lost it, as she worried now those people might be. There had to be a way for them to make this work though, Aito sounded like he might have such an idea even. Yet Krom again shot that down, sounding like he knew an awful lot about killers not fitting into society. Funny, speaking from experience? "Well... What if someone was there to help them adjust? We get rid of the scientists and someone else is there in place, to help them with the change? And then once they're okay, whoever is there can go?" Yumi suggested, smiling uncertainly at her own proposal. It was asking an awful lot of everyone involved but then it might be the only way to make it work. It really should be one of the Saiyans if they did go with such a plan seeing as they were the ones responsible for the project in the first place.

"We should see the state they're in before we put a plan in place, don't want to make too many assumptions," Aito cautioned, looking at Krom again with a disapproving frown, "That being said there's no reason for this project to continue, not if you have a sizable number of Beastmen. The program should be discontinued and the subjects allowed to lead some semblance of a normal life, at least until they are called on, if they ever are." He had been admittedly rash in his effort to totally dismantle it all earlier, they had to take into consideration what the change in lifestyle would mean for the subjects as well. If all they knew were the facilities, or they became so dependent on the attention and care given by the scientists then removing that could cause serious problems. They had to free these people, that remained a certainty, but perhaps it should be done in a more staggered effort. "So then Krom, that just leaves you. If we can ensure that these people are given proper care and attention I can't imagine you have any reason to protest. I see no reason for this to go on any longer and trying to maintain it is moot."

Weird that something as simple as music had Shu all giddy and hyperactive. Was it honestly that special to him? Come to think of it however Takeshi couldn't recall one time his brother had been around music with him, so he guessed it was something new for the little guy. Funny how something so simple had him this excited, really kind of reminded him of just how out of touch Shu was when it came to stuff like this. "Yeah that's right, musicians play music. Look at you using your little brain buddy," the older boy teased, smirking when Shu called him out as not being a musician. He could probably play something if he tried, playing guitar looked cool and pretty easy to pick up. "Huh? Oh uh... I mean yeah music can make you happy. If it's all upbeat and happy and stuff, you know? As far as it making you sleep is concerned..." Uh, did it work like that? Furrowing his brow confused Takeshi looked over at Vegeta who was still at the window, grabbing a pillow and tossing it at the boy to get his attention. "Hey Vegeta! Shu's wondering if music can help him sleep! And be happy and all that!"

Hm, it seemed like the powers had been dialed back finally, thank goodness. Yumi was out there now as well so hopefully she could keep everyone in line for the time being. Sighing to himself Vegeta shook his head, reaching back as a pillow was thrown at him and catching it blindly. "You can just ask for me Takeshi, don't have to be a child," he chided, turning back and lazily tossing the pillow onto the edge of the couch, "And yes, there is plenty of research showing that music can influence mood, as well as help someone relax and sleep. You have to be very selective about the music though, anything too loud, too high in tempo or otherwise will disturb Shu too much. You also have to put into consideration the lighting of the room of course, as too much stimulus will rouse him from sleep," he added, beginning to get much too into it now, "And you should be particularly careful to turn the music off when asleep, you're still hearing it and prolonged exposure can lead to hearing loss, regardless of volume. I'd recommend it though, it's easily done and can have numerous benefits."