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Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

These children were in her way, they were trying to locate that infuriating healer. In the midst of song and yelling she managed to grab the attention of the boy on the balcony, seeing some kind of recognition wash over his face. So was he in fact here then? For a moment the children cheered and clambered for more song before finally dispersing and leaving just the group at the door, waiting patiently for that boy to return. When at last the door opened she expected to see Geoffrey, instead becoming a bit perplexed when a Muran woman instead ushered them in. Furrowing her brow she shrugged it off, glancing back briefly over her shoulder before following Olga inside. There were more people inside than she'd care for, and what's more Zander was nowhere in sight. They were already wasting enough time as it was coming back for him so where in the hells did he end up?

"I guess we're going inside, well alright then!" Ethan smiled as he swung a leg over the side of the horse, sliding off Jorvind's back and stumbling slightly, his legs still somewhat weak. Turning and helping Amuné down as well he ushered her towards the door, making rounds to the back of the cart for Cecil. Seeing the Machina sat down, curled up slightly and not at all looking at ease he reached out, tapping his foot to grab his attention. "Come on, we should all go meet with Zander. Maybe we can figure out what happened back there too," he said, giving the side of the cart a gentle slap and waiting for his friend before heading inside, following Nymira's lead. Unlike the majority of customers they were shown to their own room, a small space tucked away on the side all to their own. Provided with some drinks, drinks which Ethan wasn't so sure they needed, they sat down around the table to rest, and to wait.

Nymira supposed this was hospitality, ushering them in and providing them with drinks. This seemed much more like a defeated tribe's acts to appease a conquering force, so receiving such a treatment now struck her as odd. Were they expecting to be attacked if they didn't show some kindness? "Lovely as all of this is... We're not here to enjoy a drink, nor to have a meal. We've come to collect Zander," the Dimuran explained as she looked up to Geoffrey, "He was with us earlier and we'd like for him to travel with us, if he's able. I believe it's in his best interest he does too." She'd leave out of course that they were here to potentially save him from persecution, at least according to Ethan anyways. Frankly she couldn't give a single scale's worth of a damn whether he survived or not, her mission took precedence over some enigmatic healer; he carried himself highly yet had little to show for it, either he was a fool or a liar. Either way those who pretended to have power often fell at the hands of true strength, and she expected Zander knew that fairly well at this point. She may not like him, but if he wished to survive his best chance was coming with them.

"Uh... Just to be clear here too, we're not here to hurt him, or anyone. And he's definitely not in trouble," Ethan butted in, smiling as he leaned on the table for support, "We're just... Traveling together and helping out here and there, and he seemed like he'd be a good fit for us." Kind of hard to go into detail what they were doing when everyone's goals were so varied; his own goal hadn't even been brought up yet, and now wasn't the time to share that with everyone. Everyone else's goals could be seen as innocent enough while his flew directly in the face of authority by going against the Church. Without knowing who Geoffrey or anyone else present might be aligned with it was best for now he kept that to himself. "So uh... Where is he anyways? He ran off earlier and was in a real hurry to get here, is he still here?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"We know nothing of what you're offering us. It's not cowardice, I'm putting their well-being before anything, especially false promises of new leadership and new lives. We don't know for certain if anything you're telling us is true or not." He didn't know what Viral was on about his own planet, whatever he was made after didn't concern him too terribly much. The more that their cause was argued the harder it became to refuse it; a better life, a safer life, with more opportunities and freedoms, how could anyone turn that down? Even if they didn't know what they were missing out on no doubt they would be awestruck to see what lie beyond these walls. If they were to leave now, which they may have to, there was just one more complication: one member of their group wasn't fit for combat, or much of anything, and yet they couldn't simply abandon them either. So what should they do?

Eris watched as Riley took forever to finally come out from the crowd, hiding immediately again once he was out and prompting her to snap at him. Just as she expected he ran off not a moment after, inducing a groan as she slapped her own forehead. "I don't know why, I've been wondering that since he showed up here," she grumbled, rolling her eyes as she folded her arms, "One day they just showed up with him, said he was the last one they'd be bringing in and that was that. They expect us to look after him and teach him, but the pup is useless. He doesn't know how to fight, barely speaks and he's afraid of his own shadow." Cowardly was a good word to describe Riley, so was useless and a waste of space. If they ever got into a situation that demanded each of them fight they might die, he'd be unable to help and someone would likely be killed trying to protect him. Just an utter waste of space really.

Riley whimpered as he hid against Shu, hating to be yelled at like that. Shu seemed nice at first and not to mention covered in soft fur, his first impression was it would be somewhere safe. Yet as he ran over and grabbed the boy's leg he found himself being shaken, trying to hold on in spite of it. When his head was pushed and Shu complained aloud he finally let go, looking up with teary eyes before beginning to cry. "I'm s-sorry! Please don't h-hurt me!" he whined, sitting on the floor and beginning to sob loudly. Why didn't anyone want him? He wanted his parents! Feeling someone's hands on him then he let out a yell and squirmed against their grasp, turning and seeing Yumi holding him. Now he was going to be punished for being loud again, he didn't want to be punished! Trembling against her he became confused when, rather than strike him, she began to rub his back. Oddly soothed by the gesture he sat in her arms and continued sniffling, his cries calming after a moment as a few silent tears still slipped out.

"Jeez, that kid's a bit loud," Takeshi mumbled as he rubbed at an ear, watching Yumi pick him up to console him. Weird too that Shu pushed him away like that, was he afraid of the kid? Sure he was a Beastman but he was just a little guy, smaller than Shu even, and according to that nasty woman he wasn't even remotely a threat. Weird that they had a kid down here, every other Beastman was an adult. Rejoining Shu he smiled slightly and placed a hand on his brother's head, lowering himself down and glancing briefly at Yumi and Riley. "He's kinda like you in a way, you're both little guys," Takeshi commented before snickering, "Though you're much less noisy than he is. Why'd you push him away though? He's not scary is he?"

Eris shook her head in disapproval at the display Yumi was giving, finding it to be completely idiotic. "The pup has to learn to grow up and mature, doing that's never going to help him," she snapped, annoyed further when she was outright ignored. Letting out a huff she then turned to Viral, putting on a smile again as she cocked one hip to the side slightly. "Well that's part of the problem, him. As much as I hate listening to him we can't just abandon him, and we have to raise him somehow. Do you have what we need to raise a pup like him?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Viral could say anything he wanted to entice them over, it didn't make his words true. They had learned all their lives that failure meant death and accepted it as a fact of life, why should now be any different? At least the Saiyans were truthful in how they'd be treated; being given a life of their own, able to fight or not fight, it seemed too good to be true. Scowling when Viral questioned him, the Beastman shook his head angrily and threw a hand to the side to dismiss the very suggestion of his people being too dim. "That's not it at all! We're made for one purpose and we die for one purpose, that's all they know! For all I've seen outside of this facility I know little else, they've simply taught me enough to act as a go-to between us and them. We get by as we are just fine, there's no reason to change things now!" There was no reason to risk all of his people dying for betraying the King, something he knew would happen. Failure was one thing but betrayal another, even Elites weren't spared that fate. For soldiers as lowly as themselves? Agreeing to this was a death sentence.

Despite the arguments against it and the unease that came with leaving the Beastman found himself unable to outright deny it. Maybe a better life was ahead for his kind if they went with this. Yet should he risk it? He was meant to lead his own and this could be their demise if he wasn't careful. Furrowing his brow he listened to what Viral had to say, unable to argue how petty the arrangements he and his were given. While Saiyans and even regular soldiers lived in relative luxury they were confined to this section of the base, fed routinely but given little else. Having seen other worlds too he had some ideas of how people could live, and perhaps a few among them would enjoy that.

"They... They turned people into one of us?" the lion muttered in disbelief, blinking as he glanced over at Yumi. That would explain why she smelled so similar, and the others before her who smelled off. Some were like Saiyans, others similar to aliens they had fought and some still were unlike anything he'd smelled before. Furrowing his brow again the lion seemed to contemplate sharing anything, giving Viral an uncertain look before nodding. "Exceptional fighters captured from other worlds were turned into our kind, or executed, that was their choice. And any troops who failed the King were given a second chance to redeem themselves by joining the program and being changed. Only a small number of those who went into it survived, and fewer still didn't become savage and had to be put down. The few who did make it, unfortunately, died in the line of combat. What you see here still are those who are purely Beastmen, all of the hybrids are dead."

"I guess it goes to show only true Beastmen are strong enough for battle," Eris commented with a smug smirk, folding her arms as she looked at Viral, "You should know all about that, being a former Commander and all. We heard that worm going on and on about you, how you used to be some big leader in the military. I've been thinking, they say they keep us here to keep us safe and to take care of us... But you know what? I think they're really afraid of us." Soldiers came and went, often hurrying through the room as if they were at risk of being attacked. All of the rabid ones were long gone, no one here was going to attack unprovoked. Scoffing to herself Eris walked over to Viral's side, smiling as she leaned against him. "That's why you want us too, right? You know what we're capable of, and you don't want to be fighting us."

Jeez, this girl was giving Takeshi a run for "most arrogant" in their group. And why in the hell did she have to keep getting so close to Viral? Grinding her teeth silently Yumi refrained from getting into another shouting match, forcing a smile to her lips. "You're right, we don't want to fight you," she answered back, her nails digging into her palms as she spoke, "So that's why we were hoping you came with us. We're not your enemy and we can give you a chance for a better life, to do what you want. Or you can fight with us, whatever you want to do. That's more choice than these people will ever give you."

"N-Now wait just a minute! You can't take them all!" the scientist complained, "The King will have my head! I refuse to let you take them, you must leave at least!"

"Oh shut the hell up already," Takeshi grumbled, having moved over and smacked the guy in the back of the head. Glaring down at the now unconscious scientist he dusted off his hands, glad to have him out finally. He kept looking at everyone like they were insane, plus he was mumbling some stuff to himself, it was kind of weird. Reaching down he then grabbed the man by the back of the coat, holding him away as though he was dirty and shrugging before simply dumping him in a nearby chair, pushing it away as it wheeled off.

There really was no sound argument against joining these people was there? Yes it was hard to say they'd truly be better off now, but their situation wouldn't change at all staying here. If not for himself then at least the others he should allow to try a new life, his hesitation shouldn't hold them back. "Remaining here will likely result in some executions for failing to defend the base, or at the very least we'll be separated. Whether we want to or not leaving is our only option at this point..."

"So long as we get to fight I don't care who we're fighting for. And I guess I wouldn't hate a change of scenery," Eris interjected, glancing around the room before smiling, "There's one thing though... There's only fifteen of us left, and only fourteen can really fight. There's someone here who hasn't ever left his cell before, never mind been in battle." Glancing back over her shoulder she scoured the small crowd for the person in question, frowning when she failed to spot them. "Riley! Get over here! Come meet the new people, you runt!"

After a moment of apparent nothing a small figure pushed their way through the crowd, weaving through everyone's legs to answer the call. However the child didn't go to Eris but instead to the lion-Beastman, hiding behind his leg and grabbing onto the cloth of his pants. With paws very similar to Viral's he got a handful of material and hid behind the adult, just barely peering around with his blue eyes at the strangers before him. Who were these people? He knew all the adults were talking and some of them had sounded angry, plus there was fighting before which had stopped. Were they nice people?

"Riley, say hi to them already!" Eris snapped impatiently, rolling her eyes as the child jumped, "Oh for the love of... You're a Beastman kid, start acting like one. You can't be afraid of your own shadow!"

Riley shrank back slightly as he was snapped at, his eyes looking back at each of the faces inspecting him. Figuring he'd best do as he was told though he slowly eased his way out from behind the lion-man, pulling at his slightly oversized shirt as he stared at the floor. "H-Hi... I'm R-Riley..." he muttered meekly as he shifted around on his feet, "It's n-nice to meet you..." Jumping when Eris growled at him he turned and ran back, accidentally running into Shu in the process. Figuring he was safer with even a stranger than her he clung to Shu's leg, hiding his face against it as his ears folded flat.

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

Ethan wished he could give Cecil all the answers, that he'd know what to say to help calm his nerves. What he actually knew of the Machina though was minimal at best and even then there was no telling if it were true; there was no reason to doubt Cecil, but without solid proof there would always be that little voice asking "What if?". Lucky for the Machina then he was rather adept at putting aside those doubts and giving people the benefit of the doubt, otherwise this escapade of theirs would be much more challenging. "Maybe you have something of theirs? Or... Maybe you know something and just forgot? They seem to be the bad guys, and bad guys don't chase bad guys, they chase good guys." That was an extremely simplistic view of things but it made sense, and Ethan hoped it would make sense with Cecil. None of them knew the reason for any of it of course and likely never would they find out, though if they did it doubtfully would change how they viewed their friend.

Nymira was right in they should keep a move on, sitting around too much longer risked their being attacked again. There was no way of knowing if any Machina had followed them down, keeping going was their best bet of staying safe. Before they got a move on Ethan tried to outline their plan of action to make sure everyone was in agreement: up until he mentioned Zander it seemed fine, but Amuné had something to say on the matter. Yes Zander was a little difficult, and sure he may not be the nicest person in the world, but was that any reason to leave him behind? Arguing he might be a killer too wasn't fair, Cecil had taken lives and they weren't abandoning him, so why should they leave the healer? Extending a hand for Amuné to take Ethan smiled amused as she grumbled her discontent again, starting to walk with a chuckle. "He's mean now but that will change if we give him a chance, just you watch. People can't change if they're never given an opportunity to."

Getting the cart back along with their horses was surprisingly easy, easing Ethan's fears that the town might be thrown into a bit of chaos with the attacks. From the looks of things on the outside word had yet to slip past the walls, which made sense; everyone within the manor was dead save for Bernadette, and Ethan assumed she had gone to alert the rest of the guards. While Amuné wasn't wrong in saying speaking to the guard personally might absolve them of suspicion there was also the chance they could be held for some time while an investigation took place. Yes running incriminated them, but they all had something they were traveling for and sitting in a holding cell for potentially days on end wasn't something they could afford. Their only hope was that this was resolved even if they left and they found the real culprits, otherwise it was going to be one sticky situation on their hands.

What was not easy, curiously enough, was getting Wyth and Cecil into the cart for the ride out. Before they had even begun moving there was a fuss in the back, causing Ethan to come over and see what was the issue. For some odd reason the moorcat wasn't getting in with the Machina now despite being fine with it earlier, he could only guess due to what happened on the boat. Making Cecil walk while he was so worn down was out of the question as was making Amuné walk, though the latter had a solution to their problem; Ethan and Amuné mounted their horse while Wyth walked alongside the cart, and with that they could be off. Their goal was to track down Zander and was not going to be remotely an easy task as they knew nothing of the town. There was their inn, the mayor's office and the docks, where else had they been though? Between Ethan's poor sense of direction and Nymira's plain unfamiliarity with the region they hadn't much hope to navigate the town. Another reason to get Zander back, he might actually know where to go.

For a short while they seemed to simply wander, asking the occasional passerby who could provide them with no direction. A breathless, bloodied boy running through the streets ought to stick out like a sore thumb yet no one questioned could provide any answers. There was always the possibility he had left town albeit that seemed unlikely; running away earlier Zander had shouted something concerning other people, Geoffrey and another if Nymira recalled correctly. It stood to reason he was wherever they would be found, and while having some names was useful it did them little good if they didn't know where those two were either. As Ethan was the one most vested in finding the healer again she was more than prepared to give up at this point, infuriated that they were wasting time chasing ghosts. Sighing as yet another resident couldn't give them so much as a direction she rolled her eyes at the closing door, shooting Ethan a glare.

"Play another song Geoffrey, please? We want to hear another!"

Hm... Geoffrey? Nymira's brow knit together as she turned her head in the direction of the voice, seeing a group of children gathered before some building. They all seemed to be fixated on something up above, and with a glance upward she saw a Muran boy sat on a balcony, something in his hands he was using to produce music. It wasn't abundantly clear if this was the selfsame Geoffrey that the moron was shouting about earlier yet it was the first time hearing a similar name, and she'd be damned if they didn't at least look into it. Slipping off of her horse Nymira walked over to the crowd of children and parents, pushing through some to get to the front of the pack. "You there! I need to speak with you!" she shouted up, ignoring the complaints of children as she interrupted their entertainment, "Your name is Geoffrey, yes? Do you know a man named Zander? We're looking for him, perhaps you can help?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Trying to have any kind of conversation with Eris around was always a hassle. The girl always had something to say without fail, even to their superiors, and more often than not it landed her in hot water. It was only because he was able to convince the Saiyans of her usefulness time and time again she wasn't punished for it, and he was doubtful these people were any more merciful. All the knew so far as they had come in and attacked those in charge and were now expecting them to follow, simply because they had another Beastman with them. "And what makes battling on your side any different? Why do we care?" the lion posed, frowning as he looked back at the other Beastmen gathered, "We fight because we're told, not because of anything we believe in. I know enough to understand that people fight for different reasons, as does Eris, but they don't understand that. All they know is battle and to simply fight and kill." It was all he knew as well, but at least he understood to some degree what the enemy fought for. Everyone had some justification for it and it was impossible in his mind to know who was right and wrong. All he knew was who held the power in their arrangement, and that was the Saiyans.

"And what will we do once we're out? So we fight for you instead of the Saiyans, who's to say our lives will be any better for it?" the lion-man asked, shaking his head and letting out a throaty scoff. "I don't know much outside of these walls, but I know that we live better than some under the Saiyans. Why should we give that up? Why should we fight for you instead?" He didn't care about causes, who was right or wrong and whatever reasons people had for waging war. None of that effected him or the others, they were simply fighting for whoever was in control. As it happened that was the Saiyans, not these people. "There are 15 of us in all, and none are being made. Nix was the last one to be created," he explained, nodding towards a smaller Beastman covered in black fur, "That's all I know. As the one in charge of commanding them here in our home I know every single one of our kind, and this is all that exists. Some were killed, others were sent away and died in battle, what you see is all we have left."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"I see... So you've attacked our home and have come to try and make us follow you?" the lion-man summarized, frowning as he knit his brow thoughtfully, "We were created by you, that much might be true, but you were not our caretakers. All we know is this place and to leave it is unthinkable for many. Even I can't say I'd know where to go, having been outside plenty of times." What reason should they leave? As it stood life wasn't that terrible, and while he knew others had different lots in life this was theirs, they simply accepted it for what it was, their reality. Standing to full height as he straightened out his back he looked down at Viral with a straight face, "Whether what you say is true or not doesn't matter, we can't just leave. Myself and Eris are the only two who have ever been outside of this building, never mind off the planet. They're too young and inexperienced, it would be too much for them."

"If you stay they're just going to kill you! It doesn't matter whether you're ready to go or not!" Takeshi interrupted as he shouted across the way, "After what we did you're going to be in serious trouble, you don't have a choice anymore. Besides, you know what it's like outside, you really are just going to let them all live here forever?" This guy had to be kidding if he thought staying here was a better choice. The Beastmen would be punished right alongside the Elites knowing his old man and probably killed too. Refusing their offer and Viral's demands was just stupid!

Frowning at Takeshi's outburst the Beastman shook his head, letting out a deep sigh before turning back to Viral and Yumi. "Where would we go? We've no home besides this, none of us have any skills beyond fighting, and some can barely even speak. There is no place that would take us." They were known on some worlds for fighting alongside the Saiyans as well, and obviously these people were against the Empire. Whatever world they intended to go back to he was certain would refuse them outright for being with the enemy. "You've wasted your time coming here, I'm sorry to say. And knowing His Majesty he won't be too pleased to hear about this, I'm sure of that, but we'll face that when it comes. He's reasonable, he won't punish all of us too terribly. You should leave now before more Saiyans come..."

"Uuonoe! You could go to Uuonoe!" Yumi suggested abruptly, piquing the Beastman's curiosity as she smiled, "It's the rebel home world, and they take in almost anyone, even former Empire troops! It's a big world too and you could easily find somewhere to settle down. They could help you too, and you'd never have to fight for the Saiyans again."

"And if we enjoy fighting? I'm not looking to leave an easy life," Eris responded with a smile, "You can have your peace if you want it, this is too much fun to just give up. Then again..." Turning her gaze onto Viral once more she approached him, or tried to until the lion-man held her back. "Hmph... If the alpha is going to allow me to battle still I don't have any problem leaving this place. They rarely let me out and I want to fight more, it's so dull here! And that will give me a chance to prove I'm more than suitable to be his mate."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Suffice to say the scientist was through with trying to attack them, having soiled himself and all but going into a panic attack. Nice as that was Yumi couldn't fully enjoy the moment as she was confronted by one of the Beastmen, a woman with apparently quite the ego to boot. Great, another Takeshi... she grumbled mentally, watching as the woman moved away towards the console and the scientist. While the rest of those rescued stood around and seemed to talk among themselves she was quick to take charge and move away, maybe she was something special among them? At the very least they'd completed what they set out to do, now it was a matter of convincing the Beastmen to come away with them. Before she could say anything though they had to get that woman to settle down, and when Yumi glanced over her shoulder and saw her putting a hand on Viral she tensed up, gritting her teeth at the display. Awfully friendly for someone who just met Viral, where was she getting off doing that?

He had to be the alpha male of his group, why else would the scientist be backing down like that? His stance and his form just screamed power and dominance, how exciting compared to the usual males she was lumped with. Smiling curiously as Viral backed off away from her she watched as he returned to his regular form, tilting her head to the side as he appeared exhausted for the endeavor. "What's wrong? If you're the alpha male then we're meant to be. I'm the alpha female, we need to mate to ensure our dominance over the others." To her it made perfect sense, every fiber in her being said they had to solidify their power by doing so. So why was this other woman coming over to them and looking so angry? Smiling in amusement she arched an eyebrow when Yumi stood between her and Viral, placing one hand on her hip. "Or are you already taken? Shame... To think you've been claimed by such a weak woman like her, it's a waste. Her frame is puny and she seems far too delicate, what good is she for?"

Takeshi felt his whole body tensing up as the Beastwoman went on and on about Yumi, watching their friend grow more red by the second. "You don't want to do that... You really don't want to do that..." he mumbled, fidgeting as he anticipated quite the retaliation. For a woman who apparently had been locked away her whole life this lady sure seemed to know a bit, and what she wanted too. After a tense moment of silence Yumi finally spat back with enough expletives to make even the Saiyan blush. Turning back to Shu he placed his hands over his brother's ears, watching as the women went back and forth calling each other all sorts of imaginative and colorful names. Come to think of it he'd always wanted girls fighting over him, yet now that he was watching it happen to Viral he wasn't so sure.

"He's not even my boyfriend or anything you idiot, don't get the wrong idea!" Yumi snapped, getting in the Beastwoman's face and having to get up on her toes to do so, "We're friends, and I don't let just any hussy get near my friends, got it? So back off!"

"I don't know what a boyfriend is, but if you're only friends then you have no problem with me mating with him," the woman retorted, smiling smugly as Yumi only grew more frustrated. "He doesn't seem to be too upset over it, so why don't you run along and be a good girl?" Oblivious to the Beastman walking up behind her she laughed when Yumi did back off, laughter which quickly turned to a surprised yelp and then incoherent shouting as she flailed in a large man's grasp.

"You don't just demand a mate, Eris, you have to court them," the lion-like man said patiently, ignoring the expletives still pouring out of her mouth. Looking to Viral and Yumi then, both of whom he towered over, he smiled slightly and set down the girl. "Sorry, she's always been one of the more... Outspoken members of our tribe. Tell me... Who are you people? And why have you let us out? Are we to go on a mission?"

Yumi shook her head in response, smiling up at the man in response. "Not exactly, we've come to set you free. You don't have to serve the Saiyans any more, we're going to bring you somewhere you can live on your own. No one will tell you what to do or where to go, you can live your own lives!" To her it sounded great, living by your own accord and not the will of another. Yet when she looked around at the other Beastmen for a response they all seemed uneasy, making her furrow her brow in confusion.

"They've never lived outside of this place, please forgive them," the man explained as he placed a hand on Eris' shoulder to keep her still, "I have been, many times, and I know what exists beyond these walls. But none of them do, save for Eris. I'm afraid even anything I say won't help you, this is the only life they know. Asking them to abandon this, where we're fed and sheltered, for the unknown... I don't see it working well." Not all of them could speak either and some were unruly if provoked, was it the best idea for them to leave? Even he was content to remain here, it was the only way he knew how to live. While he did appreciate that these people were kinder than the Saiyans, he knew full well the kind of people their masters were, they took care of them. "Where are the Saiyans? Have... You killed them?" he asked, looking to Viral for an answer, "You're... One of us. Tell me, what has happened?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Why was he being attacked? Viral was under HIS command, he should be obeying orders! Beastmen were nothing but tools created by their masters and this went completely against the status quo. Being knocked away and pinned under a shelf was utterly humiliating, he should not be put in such a state by something that should be serving HIM! Snapping at Viral to come over he watched smugly as the Beastman did as he was told, figuring perhaps that was simply a momentary lapse in judgment. That assurance quickly dwindled however when Viral grabbed him and slammed him into the wall, causing the scientist to pale and squeak in terror at being threatened. Shirking when Viral snarled at him the man borderline wet himself, nodding rapidly when given an order. "Y-Yes, of c-course, right away!" he stammered, gasping as he was released and fell to the floor. Quickly picking himself up he ran over to the consoles and began putting in commands, trying to get the cells open as quickly as he could.

Viral could handle the scientist then, right now Shu needed more help than anyone. Rushing to his brother's side Takeshi knelt down and took him in a hug, doing what little he figured he could to settle the boy down. Part of him doubted he'd do any good given past experiences and was silently preparing to have to fend Shu off as usual, so imagine his surprise then when the younger kid actually calmed down. Blinking when Shu began to settle and his trembling all but ceased Takeshi sighed with relief, smiling as he nodded his head and gave Shu a pat on the back. "That's right buddy, everything's okay. Just take a deep breath and relax..." Sheesh that was close, last thing they needed was Viral and Shu both changing now. Wouldn't exactly leave a great first impression on the Beastmen. Easing off of his brother the older boy placed a hand on his head, giving his hair a ruffle and looking around as locks on the doors began to come undone. "Well damn, that was quicker than I thought it'd be," he commented, pushing himself to his feet and offering Shu a hand, "Come on, let's go say hi to the Beastmen, yeah? You're probably our best bet to convince them we're friendly."

"Maybe Shu should relax? We've got this," Yumi butt-in, smiling slightly as she waved for Shu to take a seat again. She was one of them, in a way, so she figured it may be best for her to give it a try first. Shy of Viral she was the closest thing these people would have to kin and she assumed they'd trust that more than a Saiyan. Taking a deep breath as the doors swung open she walked past the brothers, smiling as she waited for the Beastmen to emerge from their cells. One by one they gradually did, looking all kinda of confused and hesitant to leave. Letting them have a moment she cleared her throat, putting on a friendly smile as she slowly approached them. "Hi everyone! I'm sure you're all very confused right now, but I'm here to tell you that we've come to take you home with us. You won't have to stay in cells anymore or do what these people tell you, you'll..." Yumi trailed off as one of the Beastmen began approaching her, lowering her arms and quirking an eyebrow. The woman didn't seem terribly pleased with their being here, and she had to take a small step back as she stopped just inches from her.

"What makes you think we'll just leave with you?" the woman asked skeptically, folding her arms as she narrowed her gaze at Yumi, "This is our home, we like it here. In fact, we're supposed to kill people like you. Why should I kill you right now?" Scrutinizing Yumi for an answer the woman went silent as she noticed a smell, blinking a few times before wrinkling her nose in disgust. "Ugh... Did someone soil themselves?" Glancing around at her family she tipped her head slightly in confusion, looking to the head of the room then. Only now did she finally notice Viral and the scientist at the computers, with the latter trembling and... Smelling an awful lot like waste. Unable to suppress it the woman burst out laughing, brushing past Yumi as she walked towards the console. "Oh that's rich! We heard everything you were saying by the way doctor. Every. Little. Word." Stopping when the scientist stumbled back and fell on his rear she placed her hands on her hips, a smug smile playing across her face.

"So we're just tools to you? I'm fine with fighting, I love fighting, but we're not just tools. Other soldiers have told us that and some Saiyans have too, they even gave us names which is more than you ever did for us." Leaning forward she placed a hand on the console, crushing part of it as she tightened her grasp. "Maybe we should kill you instead of these people then? I'm sure the Saiyans won't be too mad at us if you end up missing, they have plenty of people like you to take care of us, don't they?" Smirking as he whimpered she rolled her eyes at the pitiful state he was in, leaving it be as she turned away from him. Facing up to Viral now she raised an eyebrow, giving him a look over before licking her lips. "Well now... Here's the alpha male, not bad," she commented, grinning as she reached up and pat his chest, "I take it you did this? Nice one, I've been wanting to do it for ages."

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

Ah yes, Mog Ex ._. The fun times had with that furry little ba... Ball of joy.

Legend of Zelda: Templar Ascension

:o Well no rush boss! Be safe over there, that's more important!