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Viral had little regard when it came to the enemy, so long as they were out of his way he would be happy enough. They just needed to get out of his way first, then victory would be assured. If they were dead then they would never be able to get back up to attack him once again, it would be punishment for being on the wrong side. Having absolutely zero tolerance for the rebels’ actions because of Korian he didn’t care what the rebels thought so long as they didn’t get in his way or take what was his. He got the Beastmen so they were technically his. Finding a seat not too far from the kitchen area he slowly sat down, sighing lightly as he made a quick glance to Vegeta. “If they got to the Beastmen first, they would have them killed, most likely…” he spoke, briefly rubbing his head, “You better keep that thought process once we get back to the planet with them…”

Viral felt only slightly better now that he was sitting down, but it was definitely a case of his head needing more tending to than a simple change of height. He wanted to get some medicine for this but he didn’t want to expose himself as being unwell. He had been unwell for long enough, they didn’t need to hear any more of his complaints. Once it went through his system he would be okay, whenever that might be. Just because he was over the whole being mentally controlled part didn’t mean his head had recovered quite yet. Trying to get around an explanation about his hunger and what he might want to eat he found that Vegeta had gone quiet, raising his shoulders as he stiffened up. He knew he would blow it at some point, the guy was obviously suspecting something now. Watching Vegeta carefully he frowned when giving a fairly sudden question, narrowing his gaze before turning his head as he leaned on his hand. “So what if I did…it doesn’t matter. I didn’t kill anyone! It’s hardly an important detail…” he spoke quickly, shifting his elbow a little further out, “I did my job, that’s all that should matter…”

Shu was pretty excited to get play fighting, so much so that he could hardly wait and immediately went for it. If he gave Takeshi a chance he would probably be unable to take the advantage of a surprise attack. Managing to grab onto Takeshi he rolled around on the ground with him, giggling as Takeshi tried to get him off. Eventually succeeding, Shu squeaked a little as he bounced to his feet, seeing Takeshi taunt him before going on a little run around. “No say go! Always go! I catch you!” Quickly running after him he tailed slightly behind him before dropping on all fours, immediately increasing his speed before he made another pounce at Takeshi as he tried to grab him to pull him down again.
Shu giggled at Takeshi’s dislike, looking down at his own feet. “Is that how you feel about my feet? Gross and dirty?” he questioned him, giving his toes a quick wiggle. “I walk everywhere and bounce everywhere! I walk all over the place we were in and not even care for what we walking on!” He didn’t really feel sore walking on his feet all day unless it was always flat and indoors so his feet were feeling a little strain. Playing around should help take the strain off his feet but otherwise the bottom of his feet were too tough for him to feel pain from rocks or other disruptions. Takeshi’s feet were probably all soft and weak so shoes were needed, shame about that since it felt like freedom not having to wear shoes. Giving his brief explanation as to why he was so happy and bouncy he giggled, raising his hands to his face briefly before shaking his head. “Oooh but Krom and Mister Aito want me to! They want me to control, but that really hard! No even sure how to do it properly…”

Viral was having a bit of a struggle finding focus again, his face expressing barely an emotion. It was as if he was back to being mind controlled again except his awareness was still somewhat there and there was nobody controlling him. Giving his head a brief rub when Vegeta started talking again he slowly shook his head, trying to make it out like he was just growing bored of talking to Vegeta about this sort of stuff. “All this damn fighting with the rebels…like I owe them anything! I can fight Saiyans in my own time…and kill them if I wanted to…” he grumbled, looking away with a slow sway to the side, “I bet the rebels will take the Beastmen anyway…just so they don’t turn into me…”

He definitely felt like he should be sitting down by now, at least before he faceplants. Giving a side glance at Vegeta he simply frowned, looking away again. “As if they would know. Not even I knew what I wanted to do…” he muttered, sighing heavily, “That kid doesn’t smell like the rest either…smells like a mongrel…” Not really focusing on what he was saying he looked up when he realised they had finally made it to the dining hall, staring blankly at the tables before blinking and focusing on Vegeta. “What? My hunger has been…moderate…” he spoke, sounding more confused about how he actually felt. He didn’t know if he was hungry or weak just now, everything seemed to just blend together. He probably should try and stomach something to keep Vegeta off his back, waving his paw before he headed off to a seat. “Anything that doesn’t make me gag, probably keep away from bones too for now…”

Once they were finally in the training room Shu bounced around a bit, rubbing his hands together as he waited for Takeshi to get ready. He thought this was a good room what with the mats making playing around feel all the more smoother. Walking on after Takeshi once he was ready he bounced on the spot when Takeshi started talking, watching the stance he moved into as he tilted his head. “Ooh? Kick my butt? No no, that is silly to think you can do that”, he spoke before suddenly bouncing right at Takeshi without warning, trying to pull to pin him down.
“Shoes are dumb! Silly for wearing! Not get to feel all the goo!” Shu giggled, trying to tease Takeshi with his dislike over dirty stuff, “Feet all get dirty but no care ‘cause can just jump in puddles and splash-splash!” Takeshi really didn’t seem all that enthusiastic about getting dirty, maybe that was the reason he was so into wearing shoes. Everybody except the likes of T’charrl and him wore shoes so maybe they were the weird ones. Whatever way it was it didn’t matter, he was just going to carry on and not wear shoes. When he was directed the other way he did turn and started heading in the other direction, giggling lightly before looking back to Takeshi when he questioned his energy output. Bouncing, he quickly turned around and shook his fists. “I will have energy! Lots of fight and not changing…I am happy for the fun! Not have worry of bad happening…it good and good for me! Is that no kay or something?”

Viral stared at Vegeta before he groaned, disliking how much detail he was going into. He just wanted him to be done with him and go away. Wondering just how far away the dining hall was from here he frowned when Vegeta started to correct him, glancing over to him slowly before looking away again. He just couldn’t be bothered to talk to Vegeta about this kind of stuff anymore, his head felt heavy and all this talking was making Vegeta sound like he was drifting away. Rubbing his head briefly to try and regain focus he blinked a few times before looking back to Vegeta, trying to compose himself again. “…You say that as if that’s not what it feels like to be an artificial creature…” he muttered, looking a little unfocused still, “They’ve just not had the experiences of life to understand that they probably are not wrong to think like that. Just what are they going to do, anyway…other than be assigned jobs…told that they must limit themselves. The rebels will always be watching over them unless we take them for ourselves…”
Cecil frowned at Ethan’s rebuttal, raising his shoulders briefly. “That was a battery! J-Just…a battery…no big deal…” Lowering his head a little he gasped when Ethan touched his arm, his eyes quickly looking to it before down at Ethan. He just didn’t understand, he wasn’t like them so being ‘sick’ or ‘hurt’ wasn’t a category he fell into. He didn’t know what organic beings saw sick or hurt being like in terms of machinery, he didn’t even know how they interpreted that themselves. Feeling confused he shook his head, his hand reaching up again to his damaged spot. They were all just wasting their time with him, they were just going to lose their money getting him repaired every time he screwed up.

Knowing they were going to leave meant he was going to follow along and not get in the way, feeling like he should just switch off when he got in the cart. He wasn’t going to find somebody who would repair him without becoming frightened over what he was or wanting to exploit him in some fashion. Looking to Zander when he questioned possible methods to make him feel better he stepped back slightly before shaking his head, looking away. “No…no, that doesn’t h-help…” If he went into sleep mode he would just come out feeling the same if only a little more recharged. His feelings and memories wouldn’t change, his brain wasn’t like theirs. Glancing at Geoffrey he almost immediately looked away again, raising his shoulders as he rubbed his head.

He just couldn’t understand it. The whole desiring to help him didn’t compute when he had caused so much trouble and had effectively caused more trouble with the entire group. He brought a sense of unease to the group with that attack of his, not to mention he was very obviously a danger to them all. These repairs he was needing was only going to cause them all to have to head back the way to Norman’s if it was decided upon that, sending them back a whole day’s worth of travel. Once it was finally time to leave he was slow to climb into the cart, hesitation bringing him to a gradual halt before he finally settled in and packed himself tight to avoid getting in the way. Once everyone was settled to go he kept himself low, pulling at his cap a little to hide his head.

While he was tucking himself away he was still listening out to the others, trying to come to an understanding as to what their next plans were going to be. Even if he didn’t feel he should be a part of their group he still felt the need to know where they were going to go next. If they were thinking about going back the way to Norman he would have to stop them from wasting their time. There would be so little good in going back the way just because he couldn’t function correctly, it wasn’t as if he was leaking fluid like they might. Hearing that the plan was to go back to the ship and see if there was anybody around for their weapons, he let out a groan, raising his shoulders. It was like going back to the crime scene for him, he didn’t even know how they might feel about it if only to check on their weapons. Amuné was probably going to hate going back and only end up hating him more. Feeling downright terrible there was a strange feeling inside him to add onto it all, a feeling of emptiness even though everyone was still around him.
Shu was dead set on taking Takeshi with him at a fairly quick pace, even though he wasn’t entirely sure where he was going in this place. He was never really good at this sort of thing, he was more of a follower than a leader so where he was going was being played completely on instinct. He would have to shove Takeshi out front if he was going to find out where they were going to go in the end, but probably when Takeshi told him he was going the wrong way. “I’m no crazy! You crazy for wearing shoes!” he giggled, bouncing on his toes, “Uuonoe no far! No far at all! Maybe kind of far, but not really! Not really sure how far planets are or how fast we go…” Trying to not think about it too much he squeaked when Takeshi stopped him, thinking he had gone the wrong way before he was prodded on the head. Rubbing his head quickly he stared up at him, tilting his head a little before giggling, bouncing on in the direction Takeshi had pointed in. “Okay! We go that way! To playtime!”

Viral let out a groan at Vegeta’s confident words regarding Aito, looking away momentarily before back at him lazily. He didn’t believe in such a thing, eventually Aito was going to ask for second opinions and just end up pulling him away from this. “You only consider the chances by percentages and other data…” He really didn’t want anybody to notice his mental condition and the longer Vegeta hanged out with him the higher the chances he was going to get called out for it. The last thing he wanted was for everyone to get all worried over him again, he just wanted this to pass. Staring at Vegeta lazily as he went over what was just said to him he barely took note of how Vegeta was giving him a silent staring at, frowning when he noticed before looking away with a grunt. He didn’t like it when he did that, it meant he was being analysed to see if anything was wrong. Disliking how he was looking he only looked back when Vegeta ceased staring at him and decided to move onto the subject of how they were going to deal with the Beastmen without Korian losing his top again. “Hmph, you have fair assumptions that people can handle fifteen more of me…” he muttered, rubbing his head, “Don’t even know how different they are compared to me…or how advanced they are…”
Shu wanted to get up and go immediately without any wait, even though the main reason had to do with getting off the ship immediately. He would feel much better if he was able to get rid of this anxiety and get far away from the source. Smiling up at Takeshi as they exited he wandered out with him, having a look at the Beastmen quickly before to Aito. He didn’t know whether he wanted to talk to that guy about his anxiety or not, seeing how he did try Vegeta but nothing came of it. He thought Vegeta was seeing him like he was some sort of idiot the last time he went to him for help, he was definitely pretty embarrassed during that encounter. Maybe Takeshi would go a little easier on him and forget about his problems, then they could get on with their lives. He even tried to be brave that time and hide his worry, but it seemed that was pointless. Hoping this next little outing would make Takeshi forget about his problems he giggled as he pulled him along, smiling happily. “Yeah! Lots of fun! All the fun!” he giggled, having a quick bounce, “For lunch I want some steak! Maybe fruit too! Sounds like nice time for me! Sure we have those, yes?”

Viral wanted to continue with his venture to his room but with Vegeta wanting his attention he would have to go along with it and hope for the best. He wasn’t going to keel over just yet, in fact he hoped he was going to get better in this time and not have to go rest up. He really didn’t want to rest up, it was still an experience that was not very desirable and with his mind not functioning too well he worried he would just end up groggy and acting like an even bigger idiot. Maybe he just needed to wait to get this fully out of his system, he was lucky that he managed to get his own mind back after that. If that man was so confident that the serum would allow him to remain fully under his control permanently then he was lucky to break free from control altogether. He was doing pretty good otherwise despite the massive headache, dizziness and complete lack of concentration. Watching where he was walking at first he soon looked to Vegeta, staring at him before he let out a sigh. “So chances are you won’t be around if I keep you for too long, because you’ll have to go…” he spoke, knowing it was most likely going to happen like it has done in the past, “Either way…not much happened. They shot down some cannons, they blew the hole in the wall, they fought the soldiers…there was…some Elite…”He didn’t really remember much after that, but he didn’t think much else happened after that. He was still going to be giving this report like he was still in his right mind, although he did have his suspicions when Vegeta had picked him out. “When we get back to Uunoue they’ll be looking out for the Beastmen causing trouble…then want rid of everyone the moment one steps out of line…”
Shu didn’t know how to handle being called strong when he didn’t really feel he could share the same thought, instead just giving Takeshi a smile when it was mentioned. He didn’t know if he had a good handle on his strength and knew how reckless he could be with it so to say he was strong was to say he was dangerous too. Playing around would help raise his confidence and hopefully give him a better handle on his strength, but only if Takeshi wanted him to. “Ooh! Not trying! Doing by accident! You say silly things a lot so Shu say silly things sometimes”. Disliking the sound of having to go and see the doctor after all he let out a long sigh which turned into a groan. “Okaaaayyyyyy, we go after! No think Mister Vegeta likes me though, he was really angry when we speaking last! I could tell”. While it was probably a misunderstanding Shu’s attention soon went to the fact that they were about to land, feeling oddly excited over it. While he liked going to all these planets and what not he still did feel relieved to be able to sit down. Once they were finally settled down he was quick to jump out of his seat, moving to try and drag Takeshi away too. “C’mon! They get taken care of, we do stuff now, yes?”

While it was probably supposed to be a celebratory event having all these Beastmen with them Viral still felt he had to leave. He couldn’t hang around much longer without feeling dead inside. It was probably irresponsible of him when he was the one who was supposed to show leadership to these Beastmen. Wandering off for now he barely heard Vegeta, looking over to him when he came into his view. Stopping a moment he stared at him, frowning at his suggestion before briefly looking back. He really wasn’t up to this, he should’ve been following Yumi’s suggestion; however, it was probably something he should do if Vegeta thought it was best to. “…Okay fine. I’ll go with you…” he sighed, giving his head a quick rub before he continued walking again, trying to keep himself balanced a little better, “I thought you would want to see the Beastmen first…since we just got here…”
Viral stared at her for a moment as she spoke, his gaze eventually sliding away before he sighed, slowly rubbing his head with his fingertips. “I’m not going to fall into that condition again, if that’s what you’re worried about”, he spoke, his finger moving to slowly scratch at his cheek, “But…fine. I’ll tell you if I feel worse later…” That should suffice for now, at least in his head it did. If his head was going to feel the same later or worse then he’ll tell her, even if he wanted to get over it himself. He was tired of needing the help of others to get over his problems and wanted to solve his own himself. He needed to be independent and to do that he would have to try and get over the problems he created for himself. Looking back to Yumi when she spoke about her previous plan when up against him, disliking how she was trying to take the noble approach and vow to never hurt her friends. “Look. Would you rather not hurt me and allow me to kill, or would fight to prevent that?” he asked as he turned slightly towards her on his seat, “If something like that ever happens again, I want you to hit me with all your might. Fight me without hesitation. I can only control my power when I focus hard enough, but there’s always going to be times where I lose my focus: that part of me is what turns me into a killer. Don’t let me turn into what the RRA wanted me to be, got it?”

It was a lot easier when he didn’t have to concentrate on what was in front of him, but unfortunately being in the front seat with Takeshi it meant he was seeing everything that they were rocketing straight towards. Shu didn’t know how to handle such speed that he had no control over and when he felt the desperate need to get close to Takeshi to feel that slight bit of control he couldn’t, not with Takeshi flying the ship in a completely separate seat. He would just have to put up with it for now and keep smiling to try and stay positive. “Uh huh? Ooh, everyone else did too, so not sure if I strong too or they all just not that strong, you know? Need to see how strong I be when fighting you or someone else, you know? Ooohh…saying what you say a lot…” He tended to notice when he was nervous he picked up on the way Takeshi used language, something he knew Takeshi didn’t like, especially when Takeshi said so many naughty things. Giving his legs a quick scratch as he continued to hold them he frowned when Takeshi mentioned going to Aito for help, looking to his shoulder before back to Takeshi. “Ooh, that mean you nap with me? Mister Aito is kind of scary, so maybe that be later too…”

As they soon arrived back it was a matter of waiting until the Beastmen had gotten off before Viral decided to move himself. In the brief time it took him to stand up and move to the ship’s doors he was very quickly feeling like he was drifting in and out of some hazy spell. It was a strange feeling, like sensing the gravity was different here to that on the planet in a split second and making him feel like he was going to float away. Of course he wasn’t going to float away, that was just his head playing up and making him drift out of focus again. Trying to shake off the feeling he let out a groan as he stepped out the ship, staring down at the floor momentarily before to Aito who was ready to give a speech by the looks of it. Watching him shuffle along he frowned when his first response was a yawn, finding it awfully distracting and messing with his head. Groaning under his breath he slowly moved to the side of the group, staring at Aito as he started his little speech. How much tiredness Aito was displaying was incredibly distracting, it wasn’t at all helping his focus as his words slowly turned to rabble. Struggling to even concentrate he soon found himself wandering away from the crowd, keeping off to the side as if trying to skulk away without anyone’s notice. Aito’s sleepiness was indeed distracting and even if he wanted to ask for help like Yumi suggested he sure as hell wouldn’t be able to give him any, he would just be bothering him with symptoms that were so trivial that probably only required him to wait for the effects to wear off.
Viral didn’t like it when she was more concerned for him than anything else, she seemed even concerned with how that woman had been pressing against him too. Maybe that’s why she was quick to sit beside him, her way of trying to deny Eris a spot beside him. It was probably good for him too since she was pretty creepy to be close to. He didn’t know how to handle somebody like that, he hadn’t been near somebody who wanted to get that close to him, especially to be his mate. If the Beastmen were anything like him then they simply had primal instincts, he didn’t even know if they could feel love like beings with Ki could. It was probably not a concern for them anyway. While he was trying to not be concerned about that kind of stuff he also tried to not make Yumi feel concerned for him, feeling he should spare her the grief and concern she might feel about his condition. “I’ll rest if it means you settle down. I don’t feel that bad, after all…” he spoke, somewhat wondering if she was going to see through his white lies. Trying to turn it onto her he voiced his concerns, frowning when she took it pretty lightly. “And if I didn’t come out of it? The only reason I was able to resist was I was able to force myself to transform to use the regeneration I have in that form. If I didn’t try resisting immediately, you would be gone. I couldn’t let that happen again, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself”.

Shu tried to keep himself from freaking out as Takeshi brought the ship up higher, but he couldn’t help but hold on tight and push himself right back against the chair. He was scared but he was going to try and keep that to a minimum as he talked to Takeshi about what they could do later on. Nodding quickly he let out a nervous giggle, only looking out the window momentarily to see what was happening. “Yeah! Would like to play! Maybe play fight, I be strong too!” When questioned about his napping habits he shuffled on his chair uncomfortably, sighing lightly. “I know no predators…maybe, I mean! No predators! Still people are up when nap time and what if a bad happens? Sneaky people! Sometimes feel like falling down too, sometimes have weird dream too. Many things bothersome, you know? Mostly the dreams, though. They sometimes worse than night dreams…”
Viral would’ve certainly taken over the duty of flying the ship if he was in a better mental state than this, but as it was he had to trust Takeshi to do a fair enough job and not crash them all into the water or overshoot the ship. It wasn’t easy trusting somebody like that with this kind of work, it was a hardship he was going to have to undertake when Takeshi had proven time and time again that he didn’t handle responsibility very well. Slowly reaching up and rubbing his head he gasped lightly when he noticed Yumi was taking the seat right next to him, his eyes looking up and down her before he lowered his paw. If she was going to be sitting beside him then it was probably best to remove the idea that he was having trouble coping mentally. If there was one thing he didn’t want her to worry about it was his health for the hundredth time. Side-glancing to her as she started the whole pressing her worries onto him he looked to his paw quickly before looking away again, trying to ignore it to prevent feeling embarrassed. “I-I’m fine, it was just…’mind-controlling’ serum. I just need to get back to the ship. It’s just-…it should be you to say whether you’re fine or not. I could had killed you…”

Shu hoped everything was going to be okay, he would just have to trust Takeshi and hope that he was going to be able to keep the ship nice and stable. He was freaking out at every second he was in the ship, but so long as he tried to focus his attention on Takeshi he was able to take his mind off the harsh ride and how squashed he felt in a tightly packed ship. Staring at Takeshi when he mentioned how much he’s flown he sighed lightly, looking away slowly. “Twice is more than once, at least…” he smiled nervously, holding onto his knees tightly as Takeshi throttled the ship. This would probably not be so bad if he wasn’t taking the ship so close to the water, he wouldn’t mind it if the ship was taken just a little bit higher and out of the danger zone. Looking quickly to Takeshi he smiled a little, nodding quickly. “Y-Yeah! No need for us, I mean…what can we do? Not much! Then have time for fun and the treat you said…but first having of food, yes? I am really hungry! Maybe nap too, but napping hard because scary. No really sleep much last night”.
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