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Viral let out a grunt, shaking his head. “I don’t want to have to carry around all sorts of gadgets just to feel like I am able to function in battle! I’ll have all sorts of stuff and belts everywhere if you got your way”. He hated the idea of having to use technology to feel like he could battle on even ground, but it didn’t help that people were using technology against him to try and subdue him. It wouldn’t be a surprise if the rebels had picked up on that technology too and were secretly holding it off just in case he got too out of hand. It made him feel rather sick to know so many people could beat him, like he had lost the respect of others and was simply being treated like a nuisance in battle. Everybody would probably want rid of him first before he could annoy them all even more. Grunting angrily he looked back to Vegeta, staring at him even after telling him that he was expecting him to leave his side anyway. “Tch, only natural? Must be quite difficult to think of different career paths after having me as your focus for so long, because you know…maybe you’ll grow bored of not having such a challenge anymore…” He was a little bitter about the fact he was probably being seen as something like a big project case, like curing him would be like having a graduation ceremony for Vegeta. It was always going to be that way though, knowing he was probably counting down the days until he was finally able to move onto what he truly wanted to do. “A room? I don’t know, considering it will take us longer to find a place outside and quite frankly I don’t want to eat too soon”.

Krom could probably get through to Takeshi if he was able to get this through to him, knowing how to filter out all that nonsense he was throwing at him so long as he would listen to what he was saying. If he could just do this one thing then maybe he could progress with teaching him how to punch through those monsters and destroy them where they stood instead of pounding into them like an animal. “You are not born evil, but then again…you can grow up cold and heartless. There are many who are of no use to society because of their origins…” The Frost Demon was probably a good example of this, considering they didn’t appear to know what they wanted to do despite there being an obvious option. They just didn’t have the capacity to feel friendship and belonging, it seemed. Hearing Takeshi’s request once his brother had gone he smirked, sighing aloud. “Hmmm are you sure? You know how strong I am, but if you insist…” Almost immediately Krom was right up close to Takeshi without any hesitation, his speed hardly allowing the air to catch up before he was already throwing a quick fist at Takeshi before another almost immediately after to prevent any sort of block catching both fists.

Shu looked up at Aito, feeling rather nervous all over again as he was told what it might entail. He wasn’t looking forward to having to talk about his problems or any he might be covering up in the past, seeing how he had tried hard to not end up thinking about any of that stuff. He didn’t want to start feeling the pain again, but it seemed like he was going to have to go through it all if Aito was going to be happy. Squeaking a little at the thought of it he gasped, looking up to Aito quickly before groaning, his eyes going down to the ground again. “Ooohh, I don’t know about boring. I was just really good at being strong for a while, but…but I am not very strong anymore. I am not strong at all anymore. Takeshi good brother, though. He pretend I am strong and say I am, but I know I am not. I wonder if I am boring, though. It is not hard to think that I might be boring Takeshi by being too weak for him to train with”.
Cecil was sure he was going to be okay, he had to be okay and not going to end up hurting the others anytime soon. He had to be sure he wasn’t going to hurt his friends, but even if he did he was going to record all the data so it wasn’t going to be as if Norman wouldn’t know what happened to set him off. He didn’t want to be a burden to everyone by having him accidentally hurt others. Sighing lightly, he looked off to the side as he waited for everyone to get everything ready so he might be able to get into the cart himself, knowing he was going to be safest in there. It wasn’t that he was lazy, he was a Machina and couldn’t be lazy, but rather the fact he didn’t know how to ride would hold them back. He could be useful in the cart too, he was sure, even if he would be taking up some space.

As his eyes wandered back to Norman upon exiting he felt it was time to start concentrating on the journey, his eyes wandering to the others as they all started getting ready to go. He would just have to wait before getting into the cart himself, knowing he should be last if he was to get into a good position without taking up too much space. Staring at them as they talked between each other about their plans and the horses he looked up at Ethan when he was addressed, staring at him before looking back to the cart. "I will. I’ve not seen a monster before, though. I hope I can do my job well”. Slowly moving around to the back of the cart he waited for Amuné to get her animal friend ready before climbing in himself, shifting into a little corner he could sit comfortably in without flying right out.

He was a little nervous but he was going to do his best. He hadn’t travelled off his feet before and certainly did prefer to be on his feet seeing how it was the best place to be for him, certainly making it the most efficient method of travelling. Even if he could run fairly fast, it wouldn’t be very efficient. It would use up a fair bit of his energy and he would have to find a way to recharge. Now that they were on their journey Cecil felt it was time to try and forget all those bad thoughts that were going through his head, hoping they weren’t going to show up on the log he was making even though it was highly likely they would.
Viral really didn’t like the sound of Vegeta’s voice when he showed a little bit of interest in artificial augmentation, or rather the possibility of it ever happening. He didn’t like that, especially when Vegeta did take a pause to think about it. Looking away momentarily, he sighed and shook his head as he still saw no way that could ever happen. “I don’t see how I can become immune to something that makes me feel completely weak and helpless while also tearing through my body like its butter. I am not a Saiyan, even if there are claims I have the genes somewhere in me. I cannot overcome weaknesses like that. Your father hasn’t seen me in a couple of decades, but you…weren’t you wanting to rethink your career path? You didn’t want to be stuck treating me forever, after all”. Feeling like he could prolong the whole not eating habit he did suggest to go somewhere else and much to his relief it sounded as if Vegeta was completely open to doing such a thing too. Sighing lightly he looked to the door quickly before following Vegeta out. “As far away from this place as possible would be fine for me”, he sighed, looking back briefly, “I just really don’t feel comfortable in such a wide open space like this, even if being outside is…hmm, well, food might not be such a good idea…”

Krom wasn’t really expecting Takeshi to make a change in his personality so quickly just because he had been told to, but he wasn’t going to let him carry on with this silly temper tantrum of his just because it was part of who he is. While his emotions were essential to bringing out his power, having them all over the place wasn’t going to help matters either. He would have to learn how to focus them into power before he could become stronger and to do that he needed to chill out a bit. Folding his arms when Takeshi seemed to finally take his advice he frowned slightly, eventually shrugging. “Hmm you know, I’m not the bad guy here so don’t go treating me like one. Just because I appear to be what you would see as a ‘bad guy’, just like these rebels are the ‘bad guys’ to me”, he spoke, moving his hands in front of him with his feet steady on the ground, “What I want you to do now is to focus your energy, focus your determination to beat me rather than…you know wanting to punch me in the face because you’re a big baby”. Just about to start with his focusing he looked to Aito when he addressed him, staring at him for a moment before chuckling. “Heh! Sure, whatever…”

Kiton was already trying to think through his own actions by the time Aito decided it was best to call out to him again, his head immediately turning around to look before he let out a groan and immediately turned away again. “Yes, yes, I get it! Please stop telling me this, already…” He knew he had to think it over, he wasn’t an idiot and end up forgetting he even existed. If he didn’t make a decision he was going to be stuck going nowhere and end up in a place where he might as well not exist. It was either get over his problem and make a decision or end up completely alone. He didn’t understand how they could take such a decision so lightly and hardly give him a reason as to why he should go with them other than they’ll be there. It was probably obvious that he should go with them, but being around people wasn’t something he was ever used to. Even having Sasha always watching him disturbed him greatly, he wasn’t even eating or sleeping right. There was so many worries going through his head that he could barely understand them, only making him frustrated and confused.

Shu was a little worried that this would go badly or that he wouldn’t understand what it was he was supposed to do. He was sure he was going to not understand what it was he was supposed to do fully even after being told, but he would try his best either way. Looking to Krom quickly when Aito gave him a prompt he frowned but was soon pushed on ahead, looking back at Aito before to the doors. He was sure Krom was going to make fun of him more for being so bad at being a Saiyan, but it wasn’t as if he could defend those thoughts he was throwing out in the first place. While it was a little saddening that he was being treated that way, but there wasn’t much he could do about it considering he was right. Looking back at Aito he stared at him, walking with a slight tilt backward. “Umm, this won’t hurt, right? Even if memory bad? Will I have bad memories to talk about while doing this?”
Viral frowned at Vegeta’s words, finding them to be the complete opposite of what he was trying to announce after he called him out for it. He was sure that there was little Vegeta could say that wasn’t hiding the truth, only trying to make him feel better for his obvious flaws. Groaning at the suggestion they could fix his weakness by trying to forcefully get rid of the problem he shook his head and finished off with a sigh. “That’s like training someone to take a knife to the gut better. You can’t resist being gutted just because you don’t want it to happen”. While all that was a little dumb to suggest, it was the food that had taken his attention and was making him particularly nervous. He wasn’t really looking forward to this, he hated feeling stressed and even if it was just food he didn’t particularly know what would help him feel better about eating it. Staring at the food on the tray he soon looked back to Vegeta before to the cutlery, groaning momentarily as he gave his paw a wave. “Well I just…can’t stand around here with it! Just-…just we need somewhere to eat it, or whatever. There’s no rush, not like it’ll go rotten if cold…”

Krom was doing everything he could to keep Takeshi at bay and it was definitely working. Watching him struggle was making him certainly feel pretty good about his own agenda, only hoping the Prince would finally start seeing the light and that sparring like he’s full of revenge won’t get him anywhere. He had to learn who the true enemy was and it most certainly wasn’t him, not by a longshot. Moving whenever he needed to dodge attacks and raising his arms whenever he could to keep attacks at bay, he successfully kept Takeshi off him even when he was attempting his silly excuses. “You’ve been fighting your entire life, it’s not hard to see! You’ve just been fighting like an idiot your entire life!” Easing off now that Takeshi was too he listened to what Takeshi had to bark about, making a glance to Shu before smirking. “Heh! Look, you’ve got potential, but your brother…hmmm well, let’s just say he’s still in first grade and you’re close to graduating. What I will be teaching Shu is nothing you’ll need to learn. What you need to learn is focus. Howabout you take a few deep breaths first and expel whatever grudge you have against me. Do you see me getting all pissed off when I start fighting? Let’s see you start focusing then, ey?”

Shu wasn’t sure what he was needing right now and was just quite content at keeping quiet, trying to ignore everything else that was happening. He wasn’t in a very good place right now, he knew he was going to end up failing this whole training stuff so right now he had to rely on Aito to help him mentally. Maybe if he could see he was able to get better he might be able to train, but as it stood now he was weak and barely able to stand up for himself. Quite okay with leaving everything until tomorrow he stared at Aito before squeaking when Leto suddenly started yelling, making him worry that something was wrong. When nothing really seemed to be wrong he frowned, looking back down to the ground with his shoulders raised. Hearing what play therapy was certainly made him a little confused, it almost sounded like he would need to picture the toys as being part of answers in some way. Keeping his gaze low for a moment he soon looked up, tilting his head a little. “I think I understand. Maybe…maybe see what it’s like, then maybe can decide if helpful. Can maybe see what it like now? I don’t think I’m going to get to train today, anyway…”

Kiton didn’t like how Aito was talking to him, like there was a massive pressure for him to either stay or leave. He didn’t know what he wanted yet but they all made it sound as if it was all going to be a matter of urgency that he’d decide. Keeping his head low for a moment he gasped when Leto was already up and about, turning to him angrily as he came over with nothing but excuses for his poor entrance. “If you don’t mind…” he mumbled a groan, staring at Leto before watching him make a mad dash back as if he wasn’t the one who was supposed to be in control. Sighing heavily, he soon started to walk towards him, feeling particularly annoyed. “There’s nothing for me to wait for! This isn’t my training! I’m not even supposed to be out of my room! Remember?”
Cecil didn’t really know what he wanted at the mention of finding information, knowing there was too much on his mind to try and focus the idea. He didn’t know if he wanted to know or if he had to know, trying to give himself a change to think through it before deciding what was best for him. It had been a rough day and a bit for him so far and there was no way he was going to be able to calm down after falling into a state of paranoia that he was a lot more dangerous to others than he initially thought. With the fact people were screaming at his presence in the last village, how he handled the attacker and then how he instinctively reacted towards Nymira he wasn’t sure about his own future and whether he was being wise with the whole hanging around these people.

Maybe it was bad to start thinking like that just as they were starting their journey, but it was hard for him to concentrate ever since being told he was a combat Machina. He might end up hurting someone accidentally, he didn’t know what could set him off next time. Feeling some doubt towards his future with these people he tried to keep his mind off it, frowning as he looked to everyone before to Norman’s place as they arrived again. He stared at Norman once he was spotted, watching as he put together what was for him before gasping when he thought what he heard was Norman breaking something. He didn’t know what that was but it scared him a little, wondering if he somehow broke the man just by looking at him. Hoping that wasn’t the case, he stared at Norman as he gave off a list of everything, confused as to what ‘dew-dads’ were initially before slowly nodding. “O-Okay…thanks. Thank you. I hope it is okay…”

This was going to be some journey. He didn’t know what he was going to end up doing on the journey but he hoped it wasn’t going to involve too much fighting. He didn’t know what he could do fully and if he had to fight he would probably find out, but he didn’t know if that’s what he wanted in the end. Seeing how it made people scared last time he did hope there would be no problems this time. Looking off towards Amuné he didn’t really understand what she was doing to Norman, watching her grab him and give thanks. Seemed like a rather violent ritual of thanks to him, but it must’ve been a positive. Slowly moving away he soon turned to leave again, knowing Norman would be there if he requested his help like he told him before. He just needed to get into the cart now and they were to start their journey.
Viral growled in annoyance, looking away. He didn’t know how to cover his weaknesses when it involved those disruptors and what they did to his body. It didn’t appear as if Vegeta was going to understand it either, seeing how it was an affliction that couldn’t possibly be solved when he probably didn’t know what it was they did to cause it. He didn’t really have a way to prevent it and was still trying hard to figure out how they managed to figure out something like that would affect him. “It’s not as easy as you make it out to have my weakness become my strength too. There are some things you have to live with being weak to and being unable to do anything about it”. Having very little care at the moment he sighed heavily, keeping to himself before there was a knock on the door. Immediately, his eyes went to the door and stared at it intently, frowning when it was the food that Vegeta ordered for him. He felt a little terrible considering he probably wasn’t going to eat it, knowing they went through all that trouble too. Letting out a light groan he watched as they delivered the food, slowly standing up before making his way over. “Great, now the hardest part…”

Krom was pretty okay with not giving Takeshi a chance, even if he was supposed to. He saw no reason to inflate his ego by pretending to be anything less than the King’s Right Hand. Unless Takeshi could let go of that ego and get serious about this training, he wasn’t going to give him any chances; besides, the kid was just wanting to beat him up anyway without making any progress and there was no way he was going to let him do that. Watching Takeshi, he moved around to keep his fists away from causing harm, purposely blocking attacks that Takeshi should’ve been learning to do and even bouncing back when he tried something new. His attacks were pretty predictable, but even when they were new he wasn’t going to let up with his attacks until Takeshi cooled off. “You don’t have me and you never will until you drop that dumb attitude of yours!”

Kiton didn’t really want to be in poor health for very much longer and was willing to have his check by Aito done quickly, luckily for him he did seem to be getting better. He had sustained injury many times so something like being in good health wasn’t something he was terribly familiar with when it came to preventing further injury. Sighing lightly, Kiton stepped back and rubbed his chest, looking down at himself. “Oh, great…I-I mean, I’ll be able to get back to…uh…something…” He didn’t know what he was supposed to do once he was better, even if these people were trying to give him direction. He just didn’t know what to settle on and was constantly going to end up questioning it until he finally found a belonging.

Shu didn’t really know what play therapy was but any sort of play sounded good to him. He was getting awfully excited about play on the inside, but outside he still looked a little worried and confused. While play was good for his mind, he was still wondering what it was going to entail when he was certain there was going to be some ideas behind it that might involve mentally tampering him. “Oooh, Takeshi will keep playing until he wins or is hungry. I don’t know how he act with umm…uhhh…” he spoke but paused, looking to Krom quickly before away again, “Umm…y-you know. I don’t know when he will quit so play can happen. Maybe just wait until tomorrow…?”
Sorry I've been lacking on posting, just been super swamped with college work and whenever it comes to posting anything on the website, it takes like half a day for me to do a post.

This'll ease up soon, I hope.
Viral frowned, looking away as Vegeta decided to give him a fairly casual lecture about it. It was all the same, all this hope and all this faith they had in him was a little too much for him to think of as real beyond trying to encourage him to get through all of this. “They know how to nullify me and they will do it if they come across me so I see no reason to believe I will not end up dying in battle if I am allowed to fight. Just because those monsters don’t know my weaknesses doesn’t mean others don’t know how to take me down with very little effort”. He didn’t know how such a weakness would be fixed but even the RRA knew about it and that was quite alarming. Vegeta and Aito probably knew what to do to pacify him which is what they always meant by ‘beat him easily’, probably. Looking to Vegeta at the offer to spar he felt he had to refuse that offer, seeing how it could easily end with blood being spilt. “I would still injure you, even if it was just me punching. I’d probably end up having you in bandages by the end of the day. And don’t say you can block my claws too…”

Krom was still rather annoyed but he wasn’t going to have Takeshi bring his mood down some more, his mind already bugged by the entrance of the alien. They probably wouldn’t know what the big deal was anyway, but even then he was not concerned with telling them why. Watching Takeshi he smirked when he was instead told off for talking, finding his stupidity pretty amusing. “Oh? I don’t care, anyway. It’s not like I’m the one who needs to get good at fighting, anyway”. Takeshi was just being so typical, it was boring. Once Takeshi moved in again he raised his arms up to block the punch, watching him carefully but remaining unmoving when the Ki was blasted as well. He was holding strong to annoy Takeshi, knowing if he started to show his true strength some more Takeshi would become frustrated. “Try harder! I didn’t even feel that!”

Kiton was rather annoyed but he was sure he could somehow get away with everything not being completely destroyed and pinning it all on Leto kidnapping him, possibly. He didn’t know how this was going to work but when Aito started talking to him he did manage to get a fright, looking to him immediately before letting out a sigh. He didn’t know how he’d be after all that nonsense, he had only just been getting better too. Maybe the adrenaline was making it easier for him to move around, seeing how he nearly died back there. Slowly flying over to Aito he landed next to him, hiding the toy behind his back before his tail took it as Aito started checking over him.

Shu wasn’t entirely sure on what the situation was but he was going to keep pretty quiet for now, pressing his fingers together before his eyes wandered to Aito when he spoke. Staring at him he didn’t really know what to make of it, eventually nodding when he thought it through some more. “Play…play. Yes, I would like! I would like…so long as it not be bad…” he spoke, pressing his finger against his bottom lip as he tried to think about what it would involve, “No know where your office is, though. Will you take me there too?”
Cecil didn’t know why he was destined to be deactivated, but he had a few thoughts going through his mind to what it could possibly be. He didn’t know too much about people or how they worked, but he did know they didn’t like things that were not running correctly or were damaged. Looking to Nymira as she spoke he soon sighed, looking down and away from her, his eyes going to his hands. “Even if it is intentional, maybe I woke up with a fault in my system, like a glitch or something”, he spoke, frowning slightly, “I am probably broken and they are not happy with that. It is hard to see on the outside, but maybe they know there is a problem on the inside and want to stop me before I hurt someone innocent”.

He didn’t know how prone he was to harming the innocent but if there was people who were scared of him maybe it was entirely possible. He was different from other Machina, he recognised that from everyone’s reactions and people telling him he was, but he didn’t know how much different he was. He did want to see other Machina just to compare and maybe he’ll understand the problem people have with him. He did wonder how that woman would’ve reacted to him if she thought he was just a normal person like them. Maybe she would’ve freaked out a little when she saw Norman open him up, but he couldn’t tell what this woman was thinking anyway.

Giving his chest a slow rub he tried to understand what he was supposed to do to understand why they were so willing to deactivate him. There must’ve been something they could see that nobody else could; besides, they were the people who made him. He didn’t understand what parents were or anything, but if the others were willing to compare his creators to them and feel shocked over it then it must’ve been pretty terrible what they were wanting to do to him. Looking to Amuné at the mention of Norman he gave a little nod, feeling quite alright that he was getting to have some of his own supplies to take on the trip too. Maybe the trip will take his mind off the experiences he had been through with him finally managing to get to the city at an even faster pace than he would’ve before when he was alone.
Viral didn’t think he was going to manage to continue so he might as well just give up now. It would be unwise to keep pushing himself, not unless he wanted to be incapacitated for the rest of the evening. Looking to Vegeta he frowned at his question, moving his legs around to ease the pressure on his joints. “You make it sound as if I am a burden to the rest because they can’t function efficiently while I am like this. All my work is just leading up to the inevitable dying in battle because I am not able to keep up”. It was always going to be an issue of getting stronger and catching up to everyone when they were continuously training and getting stronger by the day. They were eventually going to go up against a powerful enemy that everyone could find equal ground against, but if he tried he would probably be killed. Vegeta really was just treating him like a simpleton who would find pleasure in being told he was ‘doing good’, how he should be happy knowing he was improving and forget all his worries. “I’m on a lot of medicine for that crap. Just what makes you so confident that I am going to be completely out of the illness phase? I can’t run in this damn room without collapsing and that’s what you call ‘recovery’? You realise I’m going to strangle you one of these days for being overly positive, but then again I will probably just be overpowered, huh…”

Kiton was completely not ready for any of this and just wanted to leave, knowing he could get in trouble with Aito if he was to say he had lost his watcher and incapacitated a rebel, even if he didn’t mean that last part. It was stupid of Leto to bring him here, especially when there was a big Saiyan who definitely didn’t want to have him around. Looking to Aito who decided he should remain here he couldn’t help but wonder if that was a call that he was in trouble or if he was just being told to stay put so he could be found and dealt with later. All the reasons he could think of weren’t particularly good for him, knowing he was probably going to end up in worse trouble than he could’ve been. Looking between Aito and Krom he frowned at Aito’s suggestion to join in, groaning lightly before he looked to Leto. “I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for this imbecile! I don’t care if I have to join in or not to keep out of trouble…”

Krom looked between Aito and the Frost Demon before grunting, hardly looking pleased. He wasn’t told of this Frost Demon, but from the sounds of it he wasn’t with the rebels so he probably shouldn’t care that much. Looking back over to Takeshi as he decided to try and be the big man again he scoffed, turning back to him. “’Old man’? Is that supposed to sound tough? Do you think calling yourself a little boy is tough? Because that’s what you’re doing by calling me that”, he spoke, moving into a stance, “And I can complain all I want when the training’s been so rudely interrupted like this! But hey, maybe it is just preventing me from getting so annoyed at your inability to follow simple instructions that I end up breaking your arm or something…”

Shu didn’t know what was going on but his heart was still racing from the sudden crash that had interrupted their training. He was scared of the unknown and that was definitely pretty unknown at the time. Sighing lightly and looking away he rubbed his chest, feeling a little confused to what he was supposed to be doing now. That whole incident had completely thrown him off and he was promptly forgetting what he was feeling that was making him feel so bad, just managing to make him feel even worse and confused. “I-I don’t mind, I think. I’m not sure. Do I not mind? He seems angry…”
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