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Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

An amused smirk crossed Nymira's features as Amuné accepted her coin. "Nor would I expect you to. It would be disappointing if all it took were some coins to buy your loyalty" the Dimuran mused, deciding to leave the girl be for now. Just as well as the rest of their company was joining them now, and she had to question the point of trying to speak to Ethan, the Muran quite disabled thanks to his night of drinking. Nor did Geoffrey's line of questioning make terribly much sense to her if the confused look on her face was any indication. "Er... Getup? Finery...?" she repeated with a furrowed brow. It sounded like good things, probably, though she hadn't a clue. Glancing at Amuné perhaps for some indication on what it meant it appeared as though the little girl was equally as puzzled. Or she wasn't paying any mind to the conversation.

All of this shouting was killing him, his head felt like it was in a vice. Ethan would never drink again after this, he'd learned his lesson. Thinking perhaps the yelling was over he winced inwardly when Zander shouted at Geoffrey, cringing again when the healer slammed down in the seat beside him. Lifting his head he looked to his side and managed a smile despite himself, forcing himself then to sit upright. "What are you talking about? I feel completely fine!" he lied, grinning as he stuck his thumb at his chest, "Couldn't be feeling better actually!" No sooner had he uttered that did one of the workers at the tavern bust through the door, shouting behind him as he carried out a tray of mugs. Immediately Ethan let out a whimper and hid his head under his arms, trying to drown out the noise.

"I uh... I think we will be skipping the Seamstress today actually. I don't know if I'm quite in the mood for it," Nymira said, gesturing to her well worn cloak, "I had this fashioned for me before leaving, it's important. Is it filthy? Of course, but I don't intend on getting rid of it even if I do buy something new. Wouldn't be right." Just as she wouldn't be rid of the brace on her left arm, a piece courtesy of their tanner back in her clan's grounds. It had saved her life a few times already and it had the slashes to show for it, she'd be a fool to be rid of such a piece. "It's as Amuné said anyway, she has clothes and she doesn't need anything more, we should be fine with what we have." For the time being anyways, being able to wash your clothing certainly made wearing it constantly less unpleasant.

"That being said we should be sure we have everything we need for our travels, which means we'll still go to the markets," Nymira continued as she looked over at Zander, "Simply because you're along doesn't mean we shouldn't stock up on medicine. And while we're at it we should perhaps get some proper tools. An axe for lumber, perhaps a box of tinder, I'd prefer not having to light every fire we make. We should also but some metal from the blacksmith, if they have any to spare. I can maintain my daggers and any tools we have if I have material to work with." There was likely more along the way they would need, which was fine, she would pay for whatever they needed. It did of course occur to Nymira that her pouch was certainly lighter than it had been, and even if she didn't appreciate the value of the money she recognized when she was getting low on funds. With luck they had enough to get them at least to the next town.

"Probably should see a blacksmith about something for me too, I don't have anything to fight with," Ethan chimed in as he raised his hand halfheartedly. The sound of a worker slamming down a tray on the counter made him groan and cover his ears, finally getting up from his seat at the bar. "I'm going to go get Cecil and we should get going then. It's probably quieter our there." Figuring he knew exactly where the Machina was he hurried across the room, as fast as he could shuffle anyways, pulling the door open and immediately regretting his decision as sunlight assaulted his eyes. Covering them briefly he had to shield his eyes then with his hand, emerging from the tavern and out onto the street. Sure enough Cecil was still sat atop the roof, as he likely had been all night. "Hey Cecil! Time to go!" he shouted, gritting his teeth as his own shouts irritated him. Worst morning ever.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Yeah, just silly. You know we know how to fight and we have all this new stuff to try, so relax! We've got this buddy!" Takeshi said encouragingly, smiling as he figured Shu was actually cheering up now. There was one thing he wanted to remind his brother of though, and he did so with a ruffling of his hair. "And hey... It's okay to be a little nervous, you know? But you don't gotta be scared, there's a lot of us and we're all strong, including you. Like I said, just stick with me and you'll be fine buddy." He wouldn't let any of those things hurt Shu, he'd tear them to pieces if they so much as tried. It wasn't like they had a tough job anyways, just kill some of the creatures while the others took care of the rest. Glancing over his shoulder at the sword on his back Takeshi smirked, eager to use the weapon for a change against those things.

Haku hated seeing T'charrl so uneasy so he had to try something, even if he didn't exude confidence himself. For what little it was worth he'd keep to his friend's side as much out of self-preservation as he would be trying to lend a hand. "Heh... Y-Yeah, good thing I'm small," he chuckled nervously, rubbing at his neck before shaking his head, "And I don't care, I mean... You're soft, it's nice actually. I don't mind at all." He knew Takeshi had some weird thing about it and Haku couldn't understand it, how could anyone dislike how T'charrl felt? It was a lot like some of the animals back on Earth in a way, short bristly hair that was soft if you touched it right. Plus the spirit was along for the ride, it could maybe help out too if they needed it.

The shuttle had finally landed down and Vegeta shut down the systems, opening it up to let everyone out. Probably a good thing he'd done it when he had, as soon as he came into the hold of the shuttle he found Eris and Yumi glowering at one another, Viral at his feet and already leaving the ship. Rolling his eyes he stood between them and cleared his throat, motioning towards the door. "Let's go ladies, there will be time later to fight over Viral's affection," Vegeta said impatiently, wanting to get things underway as soon as possible. Eris gave him a curt stare before getting up and going out with Orion, but Yumi lingered and got to her feet, staring at him testily. Letting out a sigh he folded his arms and stared right back, arching an eyebrow at her slightly reddened cheeks. "It was a joke, I get it. We don't know her and you don't want her possibly hurting Viral, I'm the same way. Just don't expect me to cozy up to him to do that," he said before leaving as well, leaving a puzzled Yumi behind.

"For a smart guy... He sure is stupid..." Yumi mumbled in amazement, shaking her head in disbelief then smiling amused. It looked like Aito had kept his word and not shared the information about what he had seen. Good, one other person knowing already was too much. Taking some relief from that she headed towards the exit as well, pausing as she ran into Shu and Takeshi along the way. Giving the former a happy smile she reached down, ruffling his hair gently before waving to him. "We both have our jobs to do, so be safe! I want to celebrate with some fruit after!" she said, glancing at Takeshi and pointing at him sternly, "Both of you, be safe. And don't put your eye out with that dang thing." Stepping out of the shuttle herself then she went over to where Viral, Eris and Orion were gathered, smiling at the former as she placed her hands behind her back. "Excited yet?"

"Yeah, we'll show them just how strong you are!" Takeshi agreed with a grin, going to pat Shu again before stopping as Yumi butt in. Looking at her as she gave Shu a little word of encouragement he recoiled when she was much more stern with him, nodding nervously and watching her leave. "Man... She's always so nice to you, not fair you know?" Shaking his head the older boy paused before living the shuttle, reaching under the seat and fetching something wrapped in a blanket. Giving Shu a knowing smile he unwrapped it to reveal the staff he'd bought Shu in a harness, offering it out to his brother to take. "Remember this thing? Figured you could try using it here, it's like smacking things with a stick," Takeshi offered as a lame explanation, scratching his cheek as he left the ship, "Well... It's a big stick, but you get the idea. No better way to practice than by doing right?"

Once everyone had exited the shuttle Vegeta sealed it back up, not wanting anything wandering inside while they were off on business. "So everyone knows the plan, right? Stick together until we find this rift, then we split up and do our jobs," he recounted, stepping over with the others on his group. Viral would be the leader of the Beastmen and he'd be in charge of the rest, with luck everything would go well. "Everyone has been given scouters to use as communications, we don't know if the signal will hold through the rift or not, so don't be too shocked if the lines go down. According to what we were told the rift won't close until whatever is keeping it open is killed, and there should be a few moments after that before it does seal itself up. Once you finish on the other side get back here as soon as you can, we'll kill whatever else makes it through and stay until its completely sealed."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Come on buddy, you know we're plenty strong enough. I mean we know there's stuff like that now, you know? Before it was the little guys but this time we'll be ready." Well prepared or not they were going off to fight again, Shu had best get comfortable with that idea before they had their boots on the ground. No surprises that didn't do much to reassure his brother, maybe something more would do the trick? "Hey... Look at it this way: we're all here, me, Yumi, Viral, Vegeta, T'charrl, the others, there's loads of us right? We know what we're doing so you're going to be fine buddy," Takeshi said with a smile, reaching over with his free hand and giving Shu's hair a ruffle, "And we know all kinds of new stuff now too, we'll do great. Just stick with me and there won't be any problems."

Seriously, why had he agreed to go on this mission? Just to be with his friend? Haku had never fought one of these monsters before and yet here he was, tagging along to a place he had absolutely no business in. At the very least he supposed he might be good for bait, he could run like no other. Wringing his hands together uneasily the Saiyan gasped when something nudged his side, glancing down and smiling meekly at the spirit at his side. That's right, he had his new friend too, though he wasn't sure what it might do here. Better than going it alone. Hearing T'charrl not be terribly certain about things either hardly instilled confidence in him, it was awfully conflicting with the bit he was hearing on Takeshi's end. "W-Well... So long as we're careful, we should be okay..." Haku offered lamely with a smile, "And I'll fight with you, for whatever that's worth."

Eris just wanted to be into the fray already, sitting around was so dreadfully boring. When your lone purpose was to fight anything but often seemed dull by comparison and she hadn't had a decent battle in a few days. Or a few weeks, hard to know how much time passed when you were down in the cells. Now that she had spent some time outdoors and away from the facility she'd never go back, life was much more exciting away from that place. People sounded mixed about going down with half of them eager for battle and the other half dreading it, she could count herself among the former. Glancing across the shuttle at Viral she put on a smile, leaning forward and reaching across, casually tapping his knee. "I expect I'll have you to count on when we fight? I'm eager to see what the alpha is capable of," she said excitedly.

"He's not the "alpha", we're not a pack," Yumi quipped in annoyance with Eris, "And he's not the only one who's fighting, it's all of us. Don't put that kind of pressure on him." She didn't want Viral thinking everything hinged on him, it was a group effort to fight these monsters and keep them from causing trouble. That and she just hated Eris, she was far too friendly with Viral for someone that had only just met her friend. She was convinced she was just trying to get into his pants, how gross. Being next to her friend she smiled somewhat smugly as she leaned over so her arm touched his, placing her hands in her lap as her eyes never left the other woman. "Besides, you'll find I'm a perfectly capable fighter, just as much as he is. I'm probably more experienced than you are too."

"Is that right? Good thing you're just a knock off, otherwise I might be worried," Eris retorted with a smirk, though her smile faded as Yumi seemed to cozy up to Viral more. Letting out a low growl she folded her arms and leaned back into the side of the shuttle, turning her head away angrily.

"Having two females vying for your attention, what a hard life," Orion teased across the way, ignoring Eris as she glared at him and laughing as Yumi became flustered. "I'm sure this will go well, we're all talented warriors and we work well together, Eris and I. I imagine you and Yumi are just as good, let's bring this mission to a quick close."

The sound of the intercom flipping back on silenced the side bar conversations and a second later Vegeta's voice came through the speakers. "We're hitting the atmosphere, everyone be sure you're strapped in, may be a bumpy entry. Expect to be on the ground in roughly two minutes." And probably not much longer before the fighting began. They had a plan in place and, thanks to the creature, some degree of an idea what to expect. Like the turbulence that came with entering an atmosphere however even the best plans were liable to be bumpy, and there was always that minor chance to fall apart entirely. Best to be prepared for anything.

Over the canopy of trees the shadow of the shuttle raced across, stirring wildlife below and causing it to scatter at the sound of the roaring engines. Smaller trees whipped every which direction as the thrusters were adjusted, speed fell and the shuttle came to a gradual hover over the forest. After some careful maneuvering Vegeta managed to set it down just on a small rise on the edge of the treeline, adjusting slightly for the incline before finally releasing the supports to let the vehicle land. All things told it was a fairly smooth entry and landing, here was to hoping the rest of the day went as well. Turning off the engines he opened both doors on the sides to allow everyone to leave the shuttle, undoing his harness and letting out a long sigh as he rose from his chair. The easy part was done, time to get their hands dirty.

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

Nymira figured she would offer to help Amuné, reheat her food so the meal was a bit more palatable. All it would take was a quick flash of flame, barely noticeable to the naked eye and warm enough to lightly sear the top of anything it touched. It was but a split second and she'd reheated the meal with little effort, her magic being too small for anyone at a distance to even see. Compared to what she had done before it was scarcely registered and yet somehow it caused Amuné to nearly go head over heals in fright. Blinking once the Dimuran looked down at the young girl on her back, glancing up then at Cecil who appeared to be coming over to help. The Machina had barely picked up the chair before he dropped it and turned tail, running outside for the second time in a matter of minutes. Letting out a sigh she shook her head, leaning down and getting the chair as Ethan helped Amuné.

"Easy there, you'll hurt yourself if you do that!" Ethan warned, hoisting Amuné to her feet and kneeling down to straighten out her clothing, dusting her off gently as well, "It was just a little bit of fire, nothing to be afraid of. You know Nymira won't hurt you." Seeing Cecil going for the door he nearly chased after their friend but stopped himself, figuring there wasn't much chance he'd run off after all of this. Besides there were other things to see to, namely the little girl in his arms. Helping Amuné back into her chair Ethan caught the glances of several other patrons still staring at them, smiling awkwardly as he waved before placing a hand on the back of his head.

"Don't mind us! Just a little accident, that's all! Uh... Go back to your stuff!" Most people turned back yet a few kept staring, a few particularly rough looking individuals. Smiling in their direction Ethan turned back around and pulled his chair up beside Amuné's, setting his chair beside hers and dragging his food across. By this point he couldn't care less if his own food were cold, he was just hungry at this point. With music now resuming as well it was his hope everyone would go back to their thing and they could eat in peace, it was late and they should be turning in before long. Before digging into his own meal Ethan reached over, using Amuné's utensils to cut up some of her food for her and handing her the fork with a smile. "You should eat up, you'll sleep easier on a full stomach!"

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It must have been a combination of a large meal and liquor but Ethan didn't wake until the sun was hanging just over Warren. He may well have remained asleep past that point were it not for Nymira waking him up too; dreaming of a giant fish of all things he didn't hear her voice as she told him a dozen times to wake. Only when a hand slapped him in the face did he stir, blearily at first as he sat up in his bed.

"'M up... 'M up..." Ethan groaned, lifting a hand to shield the sun's rays from his eyes. Man that was painful for some reason, not to mention his head felt like someone was drumming against it with a shovel. Was this what a hangover was like? Never again would he ever have a sip of liquor if this was the result.

"Well hurry up then, everyone else is ready to go," Nymira chastised impatiently as she stood by the door, hands at her hips as she waited, "We're going to the markets today to get some things, and I suppose to have some fun. Since there doesn't seem to be any of those men after us here I think we can afford a day off." They hadn't been followed on their way into Warren, she had made doubly sure of that. The town itself was abuzz with activity already which mean finding them among the crowds would be challenging enough, and it was densely populated to the point only a callous fool would attack. Those Magi had been loathsome but she doubted they were so cold as to risk innocent lives.

"Shopping huh...? Mmm... Okay, okay..." He really would just like to climb back under the covers and hide from the sun but he knew better than to try and argue with Nymira. Sliding his feet out onto the cold floor Ethan grabbed his coat off of a nearby hook, sliding it on over his shirt before shuffling over to the restroom. After splashing some cold water on his face he glanced at his reflection in the mirror, his hair even more a mess than usual and some rings beneath his eyes, though he swore he had slept. Smiling ruefully at his appearance he smacked his own cheeks, trying to slick his hair back to no avail and giving up ultimately. They weren't going anywhere important, his disheveled appearance wouldn't be so bad. Fetching his shoes he got those on finally and reached down at the side of his bed for a sword, only to remind himself he no longer had it.

The rest of the group was downstairs and waiting, being the only ones in the dining hall so early in the day. When Nymira made her way down she had to glance back to see if Ethan was following, narrowing her eyes at the Muran slumped partially against the wall, yawning into one of his hands. So much for always being a morning person. Reaching into her cloak the Dimuran drew out a small cloth bag secured with a bit of rope, stopping before Amuné and smiling as she offered it over to the young girl. "There's some money inside of there for you to buy things with. I don't know how much it is but it should cover whatever you wish to get. I'd give it to Ethan but..." Nymira paused, glancing back to see their 'leader' sat at the bar, head on the counter, "He's about as useful as he is sober right now, I wouldn't trust him with it."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Haku didn't know what to do with himself but T'charrl had a decent idea. He'd tried to sit down before only to be interrupted by the spirit and now he had a chance to retry. "Good idea, I guess I'll give it a shot," he agreed, setting himself down and crossing his legs. Since the spirit seemed preoccupied with his friend there was nothing to distract him this time around. Inhaling deeply Haku closed his eyes, folding his hands in his lap and trying to... Well, he wasn't sure still. All he'd ever witnessed was people sitting down like this and aside from that no one ever explained what you were actually supposed to do. At a loss he simply sat in silence, listening to the sound of wind rushing through the newly sprouted grass and flowers; the landscape was so barren one could almost hear every blade of grass, or maybe he was just crazy. Heck he was making friends with a spirit so that was a good possibility.

Between the two of them the spirit was confident they could heal the world, at least this part of it. Other spirits were doubtless busy repairing their own homes as well, it would be some time until the world was back to itself. Longer still until the people returned too it recognized, but that was out of its control; heal the world and bring back plants, with the return of plants animals would come, and people would follow. Sensing another energy the creature glanced back and saw T'charrl finally managing to rest some, though the energy he was releasing wasn't all that pure. Smiling the creature shimmered and released more of its own, using some of it to help mellow out T'charrl's in the process and, hopefully, soothe him.

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"Eh, we have a lot of them, can't be that expensive," Sasha remarked with a shrug, grabbing Kiton's arm in her hand, "The solution in the tanks can be mostly mass produced, and the tanks are just glass with some monitors hooked up to them. I'm sure this injector isn't anything fancy either." She let the black market comment slide without a care as she knew Kiton wouldn't seriously consider bringing any there. Tracing his arm with a fingertip she slowly placed the injector as she found a vein, emptying its contents into Kiton's bloodstream before pocketing the empty tool to dispose of later. "There won't be a next time, you proved that you're not that kind of person. And if you're worried then there's plenty of people who can help you train, and Ricken and I are among them. I doubt Korian will put you on a mission right away if you decide to join us too so you have time to learn."

Ricken would be lying if he said he wanted to train Kiton, hardly seemed like a good time to him. Annoyingly too was the knowledge that the Frost Demon had more power than they had seen and yet he was so uncertain and meek. Where was the confidence? It was humiliating for him to see an ally like that. "Don't get complacent just because you passed by the way, there's still more you'll have to do," he pointed out, looking at Kiton sternly as he folded his arms, "If you join us you'll be at the bottom of the ranks, doesn't matter how strong you may or may not be. Don't expect special treatment for anything."

"But Ricken, I do believe I was given the rank of captain upon my joining!" Leto boasted, and of course he flexed as he spoke, "Korian must have seen my potential and my drive, he accepted me and gave me the same rank that I was bestowed in the Saiyan military! Though I feel now I command even more respect than before, to be sure! And I value my comrades more greatly!" Turning himself then to Kiton he turned around, flexing and making an unusual point to flex his posterior as well. "My dear Kiton, do not be dissuaded! You may yet be given a rank befitting your strength yet! Have heart and go forward with your head held high, wherever you decide to go!"

"Honestly Leto, just shut up..." Ricken grumbled, rolling his eyes in disbelief. The man had no off switch, he was always incorrigibly obnoxious like this.

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"I don't think you will either, but you can't blame him for being concerned. It means he cares and he wants to make sure you're safe, that's all," Yumi explained patiently, feeling like it was falling on deaf ears despite the best of intentions. "You've never been addicted to anything as far as I remember, I can't imagine there's any reason to worry." She had to suppress a giggle after she teased Viral for being a pervert, wondering why he even was upset when he knew it was as far from the truth as could be. Deciding to take mercy on him and stop teasing she let him enjoy his tea, listening curious to what he knew about sharks. Was that right? Truth be told Yumi didn't know a single thing about sharks save for they had a lot of teeth, and they were pretty tasty. Old Master Roshi had treated them to a dinner with shark steaks once and they had been delicious, maybe they could have some again when they returned home.

"Oh I'm sure I could think of something if I had to threaten you. Not saying I will, but I could," Yumi mused, smiling as she folded her hands at her back and walked around the chair, "I wouldn't hurt you, that would be stupid. I'd just... I don't know, tease you, embarrass you. I doubt they would be too mad if I did that." Maybe just the threat of using a threat was enough to make Viral behave and not do anything he shouldn't be. Until he recovered from this latest hiccup she wasn't going to allow him to do anything that might hurt him, whether he liked it or not. Smiling knowingly she grabbed herself a chair nearby, placing it beside Viral's before dropping into it, laying her legs over one of the arms to recline in it. "Ah... Now we just relax, and it's a beautiful day for it too."

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The vacation afforded to them had been a brief one. With the capture of the creature at the dam it became apparent there were more threats out in the universe. To be exact sightings of monsters would likely be rising soon and they would need to remove the problem at the source. Not by slaying the beasts that passed through, that only temporarily fixed the problem. Keeping alive the creature had been the right call as invaluable information was learned through it; the monsters they had been fighting, the ones which seemed to vanish into smoke, they were from their own realm, their own plane of existence. It was a revelation that both concerned mostly everyone and made Aito unusually excited, knowing his hypothesis had been correct. Most important of the revelations was the fact that these creatures passed through rifts, and these rifts, linking their existence to another, had to be sealed to cut off passage for the beasts.

There wasn't much in the way of specifics shared, the creature seemed to only know so much. There was one more valuable tidbit of information gleaned from its questioning however; Ki was ineffective against the creatures for the most part, this they knew. Yet in the other plane of reality Ki was all but void, there was no point in using it. This was a massive blow to the majority of those who might fight back the beasts as they used Ki in several forms to fight. There was one particular group that wouldn't suffer from this limitation however, one which could still drive back the forces, go to their home and stifle their efforts. Viral would lead the Beastmen, namely composed of himself, Yumi, Eris and Orion, the lion Beastman, into the rift. What lay on the other side no one really knew yet they would have to travel beyond, close the rift and get back in time. A dangerous task but one only they could complete.

The shuttle was on its way down to the surface of the planet by now, its contents packed with the two teams that would be tackling this latest development. Remaining on their side of the rift was Vegeta, Shu, Takeshi, T'charrl and Haku, a five man team made to prevent the beasts from spreading too far from the rift. While they handled things on their end the Beastmen would shut things down and, with luck, they would prevent any serious damage from the creatures.

"We should be landing in just a few minutes, everyone be ready to go from the moment we land," Vegeta said over the intercom, shutting it down and adjusting his display to get a better view of the world below. From up above it seemed unperturbed, nothing was amiss and it almost looked peaceful. Shame they were going down to fight those blasted things then. At the very least he supposed he was glad to be involved in some action again as opposed to being glued to a screen, monitoring vitals and running tests; Viral's condition had largely stabilized and while there was some concern with his latest change there was little need to watch him every waking second, he could finally get back to fighting alongside his friends.

Takeshi couldn't wait to land, in part because he was eager to fight and also Shu's hugging his arm so tight threatened to cut off circulation. His brother still wasn't a fan of flying inside the ship or cramped quarters it seemed and anything he tried to say or do did little to alleviate that. Good thing he was right handed because by now his left hand was mostly numb. "Those things won't know what hit them by the time we're through," he said confidently, grinning as he looked at Shu and flashed a thumbs up, "We'll show them some of the stuff we've been working on yeah?" In taking a page out of Kai and Choi's book he had tried to teach Shu how to perform some attacks with him, mostly by making it seem like it was play. It worked, probably, unless his little brother got cold feet or panicked. No telling how he'd fare once they were actually down on the ground.

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

I mean, it's not like what Shy just did will have any repercussions... ;P

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

"Woah, hey Amuné, nice to see you too!" Ethan laughed as he was tackled, barely keeping upright as he gave her head a patting, "Yeah Cecil came back. He's downstairs and I'm sure he'd be happy to see you. And Nymira isn't mean, she's just uh... Blunt. Plus I'm sure she didn't really mean it." In fact he knew she hadn't seeing as she'd cleared things up seconds before he had come upstairs. It was obvious there was going to need to be some work done to make her comfortable around the others again but Ethan remained optimistic it would work out. Bringing Cecil back was the hardest part of today, monster dogs aside, everything else should be relatively smooth sailing from hereon out.

"We risk harming one another every time we fight, especially every time we cast a spell. Mine are fairly controlled but with Ethan I have to wonder sometimes," Nymira said, glancing towards the stairwell before looking back to Cecil, a smile playing on her pale lips, "And why are you expendable? Because you aren't made of flesh as we are? Excuse me for saying but that is an absolutely idiotic way of thinking. Someone took the time and effort to create you, and whatever reason that was for you exist, you live just as we do. Nothing that is alive, machines or flesh, is expendable. Life is precious in every form. So no... I cannot accept that answer from you. If there is risk traveling with you then so be it, I won't be dissuaded just because there's a small chance we may or may not possibly harm one another." Besides they had the foolish healer along for the ride now, so long as no one was blown up Zander could help them with any injuries.

Nymira let Zander say his piece as well though Ethan had yet to return, curious what he thought of Cecil. The way he was speaking to Cecil now reminded her an awful lot of men back home, elders who posed questions that had no clear answer. In some small way it irked her that Zander would phrase things the way he had, as though he were toying with Cecil's issue like it was some curiosity. While his phrasing left something to be desired his message was sound, she supposed; Cecil may come to enjoy their company before long and not wish to leave, even if there was worry he may hurt someone in the process. Herself, Zander and Ethan all seemed to accept that potential and wished him to stay regardless, all that remained was Amuné's input. As though on cue the young girl and Ethan returned from the rooms above, Geoffrey notably absent from the group. Their guide was behind them in a moment's time, the sound of his flute drowning out the minstrel's, a barmaid taking up her lute to join in the song and the minstrel soon after.

"Well you're still here, that's a good sign! Glad you decided to stay with us Cecil," Ethan said with a beaming grin, looking down at Amuné who was clung to his pant leg, "I think someone else here is glad to see you too, even if she won't say it. Maybe after we get her belly full of something hot she'll warm up to you." Ushering his little Ydran to the table he pulled out Amuné's chair for her, grabbing her under the arms and setting down in her seat before dropping himself down into his own. His food was definitely a bit cold by now but his grumbling stomach cared little, food was food. Grabbing his mug he tried to take a sip and frowned when nothing came out, shaking it before turning in his seat. "Oh bartend-"

"No, no more drink," Nymira snapped as she pulled the mug from Ethan's hand. Leaning back as he reached up for it she flicked him on the forehead, rolling her eyes as he pouted and placed the mug on the far end of the table by her own things. "You've had quite enough, no one wants to watch you for the night if you get drunk. Eat your food." Sometimes keeping an eye on him was like watching a child, even Amuné was easier to handle for the most part. Speaking of her, the Dimuran figured she should try and make amends for her comments earlier. Going to Amuné's side she smiled as she lowered herself slightly, grabbing the girl's plate and holding her hand over it, "If you'd like we can get your food warmed, it's a bit cold now," she whispered, winking as a single spark formed under her palm. She wasn't too opposed to using magic really, she just didn't want to help Zander.

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

Just wanna double check if anyone has anything they want to add in before I post. Plan on doing it later tonight/first thing tomorrow. :3

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Well then... Maybe you just need to be not worried to do it? If you weren't even thinking happy thoughts..." Haku muttered, trailing off as he shrugged and cast his glance sideways. He didn't know really, he could take shots all day trying to guess and probably never get any closer to the answer. Shame that as he really wished he could prove helpful to T'charrl if no one else, yet here he was without so much as a single word of advice. His idea of asking the spirit for help too proved to be fruitless, if they couldn't do that much then what else was there? "W-Well um... What if you... Just tried that sitting thing again? I promise I won't bother you again." That seemed to work before, until he'd gone and messed it up for T'charrl. Maybe he should just go back to the ship and let his friend work with the spirit.

The spirit had an idea, but it needed T'charrl's help in doing it. Smiling when he sat down the spirit jumped up and settled itself in his lap, glancing up excitably at him. "Together, heal! Sit, help, heal!" If it could help its world then surely it could help one person right? Closing its eyes the spirit gathered its energy up and slowly began releasing it, sparks of pure natural energy forming in the air and seeming to rain down around them. A calm breeze blew across the barren landscape as the spirit conjured forth its power, the sparks being spread about with the wind and falling across the dirt, giving way to grass and plants in its wake. "Breath life! Happy thoughts, sit, think, heal," it urged telepathically, focusing intently on its task at hand. Maybe if T'charrl saw the world being healed he'd be encouraged, it hoped.

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From the sounds of it Kiton needed a reason to live, right now he was just moving place to place trying to survive. York hoped his becoming a part of their group might provide that reason, or if he chose to travel with the princes. Many people had a hard time adapting to a new life, whether you were working on the side of the law or leaving it behind. In his experience with these exercises people often needed time even after they were put through the ringer, time to figure out what they themselves wanted and where they belonged. Glancing at Kiton as he pat his hand the larger man simply smiled, figuring he'd not bother saying anything for now. Korian would want his report on how things proceeded here today, he'd do best to let their commander know to give Kiton a little more time. He had the potential to be a good soldier but it wasn't their decision for him to be that, he had to decide on his own.

"Don't do drugs? Well neither do I, it's a healing serum," Sasha laughed, smiling as she took back the injector, "If you've used a healing tank before its the exact same thing. Well... I mean this one is in a tiny injector, but you get the idea." Sayomi could probably explain it better, all she knew was there was medicine inside of the device that helped accelerate recovery. "It's not hard, I can do it for you if you'd like. We've used these before, it's perfectly safe. Here, just hold still and I'll help you with it." Grabbing hold of his hand she held his arm out, tracing it with her eyes to find a vein visible enough to stick. "Little pinch, it'll be quick." Putting the needle in she eased the solution out of the syringe as Kiton would feel a cool sensation in his arm. It would spread through his body and begin to help accelerate tired cells, rejuvenating his muscles and repairing any damage. "See? Nothing to it, and you should feel better in no time."

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Yumi supposed that was true, pain was a little different if it was just inflicted on you for no reason. She couldn't imagine losing so much time to herself and ending up hurt for it, seemed kind of scary really. Thinking about it that way she could see why he would want the painkillers, maybe she would go and ask Aito about some medicine. Certainly those would come long before he was ever given a mallet, hard to understand how more pain would stop the pain. "Maybe after you relax a little I'll go and get you something for the pain, I'm sure if we ask they'll give us some... Probably. And if not I can always steal some!" Yumi said with a smirk, "They won't notice if one or two pills are missing." Then again knowing how anal Vegeta could be about some things maybe he would notice, for all they knew he'd counted every single one to make sure none were gone. Oh well, she'd still grab a couple.

"It's fine, you were only staring at my butt," Yumi teased as she placed the hat on her head, grinning in amusement at Viral's expression, "It doesn't mean you can't drink. I'm part cat and I'm not coughing up hairballs am I? Well... Part space-cat... Thing..." Come to think of it she wasn't even entirely sure what she'd been combined with. It didn't seem bad though and the only real difference she'd noticed was her ears, which all things considered was a small change. "I'll get you something more to drink if you need it, just let me know. We don't have anything to do today too so we've got all the time to let you relax. I'm sure you're dreading have to sit around though," Yumi mused, smirking as she leaned over and looked Viral straight in the face, "Once you feel a little better we can do something, but for now you're going to sit there and take it easy, or else!"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Oh...? Well um... Uh..." Haku stumbled for the words that would help his friend, having little success in doing so. Scratching at his cheek he glanced around the area before letting out a sigh at his own lack of happy memories. They really were a pair, both probably had plenty of reason to be happy yet neither of them could be completely happy. "I mean... Uh... Were you thinking happy thoughts before? When you did it? M-Maybe you don't need to do that for yours. Maybe... Um... There's something else?" A lot of good he was doing in helping with this, trying to come up with something on the spot was a huge headache. Walking over to where T'charrl was he gave his friend a smile to try and cheer him up, reaching out and giving him a pat on the back. "I know you can do it... I mean... Even if it was an accident before you did it, right? S-So maybe... I don't know... Can you ask the spirit for help? I mean your spirit. Or uh... Maybe you and this little guy can work together?"

The spirit seemed to like that idea as it let out an excited yip, bouncing on its feet before smiling up at T'charrl. "Together! Heal, help!" it echoed as it padded over to his feet, sitting down then and wagging its tail cheerfully. "Sit, relax! Happy thoughts!" It would try to help T'charrl calm down somehow and maybe then he could do what he needed to.

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"Some people might say death is better than imprisonment, others would prefer imprisonment," York chimed in with a shrug, "Depends on how badly you wish to live." He had known some who were captured and fought and died, probably deciding that life behind bars was no life at all. Others still would live on even if it was in a cage, so long as they were alive. After that show of power on Kiton's part he was rather happy to be alive even if he was sore as anything now. To show there were no hard feelings between them the man got to his feet an extended out a hand, wishing to bury any animosity between them now and for good. "I doubt that, you are far stronger than I am, Kiton," York said as he rubbed at his shoulder, "If I fought you like I had from the beginning I wouldn't last 5 minutes, I'd burn out and be as good as dead. But you had power still to spare, it's not even a contest."

"I don't know about that York, I think you could last longer than that. Maybe six minutes," Sasha teased with a smirk.

"York could easily last fifteen minutes! He is the embodiment of bravery and manhood!" Leto shouted in chorus, flexing once more before clasping his wounded comrade on the back and nearly making him topple over.

"Please... Don't say manhood... It sounds wrong," Ricken grumbled as he smacked his forehead.

Sasha got a bit of a laugh out of her brother's discomfort, letting Leto and Ricken go on over some silly argument between themselves. Directing her attention back to Kiton she noticed he'd yet to use the injector, standing at his side and pointing down to it. "I know we lied about this whole thing, but I wasn't lying about that, it'll help heal you up," she said, holding out her hand to take it back, "If you don't want to do it yourself I can do it for you. There's going to be a bit of a pinch but believe me, it works. Used one the other day and I was back on my feet in minutes, it's amazing. Almost like a shot of adrenaline. Uh... Except this heals you."

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That was right wasn't it? Viral rarely was ever hugged far as Yumi recalled, not since Aito and June had been alive the first time around. Aside from that there had been the handful of hugs from her and that was it, no wonder he wasn't used to them. "Well you could do what I do, try and look at the pain as a good thing?" she suggested with an uncertain smile, "I don't mean I'm some freak and I enjoy it, don't get the wrong idea. But pain means you put your all into something and your body shows it, it's kind of a... A badge for your effort in a way. When I used to practice martial arts in studios I'd keep fighting my classmates even if I was hurt, I was proud of myself for feeling pain and fighting. I get wanting to get rid of the pain but unless its crippling maybe try and see it as a good thing?" Probably a warped way to view it now that she considered it, albeit it always helped her get through any discomfort she'd had. Now they were surrounded by those healing tanks and T'charrl had his energy to heal, there was plenty of reason not to feel pain. Pain kept you from going too far too, she supposed, so it was a good way to tell when you had to take it easy.

"You're insane if you think I'm getting you a mallet. There's only one thing you could do with that and forget it," Yumi said with her eyes narrowed, getting back to her feet, "If you want some sunglasses though I can go and see what's inside. Be back in just a second." She seriously doubted they had sunglasses on this planet but it couldn't hurt to check. Disappearing back inside the house she paused briefly seeing Aito making tea, though his way of doing so looked more like a lab experiment. Blinking a few times in confusion she passed him by for now before going to June for her search, having to wait then as June went upstairs to scour the bedrooms for some. A few minutes had passed by the time she returned empty handed, though she did have a wide brimmed hat for Yumi to take. On her way back out Aito handed her a tall glass of tea, the color of which made her do a double take. It was pink and smelled oddly sweet, yet she took a small sip and it was a bit bitter. Not sure she even wanted to know she brought both items back outside to Viral.

"Your tea, your majesty. Watch it, glass is a bit hot." Glancing at the hat in her hands Yumi raised an eyebrow, trying it on and finding that while it fit it was a bit of a tight squeeze. No way was this going to fit on Viral's head. Then again... Smiling to herself she turned the hat over and tried placing it on his head without so much as a word edgewise, laughing when it wouldn't fit on his head. "S-Sorry, couldn't help myself!" she giggled as she took it off, placing it back on her own head, "I can just stand in the way of the sun for you, we don't have sunglasses."