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Shu gasped when Takeshi patted his back to get him moving, looking back before carrying on with his way. Takeshi wasted no time in talking to him and was quick to compliment on his work yesterday, his eyes looking up to him and then to his thumbs up. He didn’t know if he was just trying to make him feel better or if he was being genuine about it, giving him a quick look back away from his thumb before giving a nod. “I guess it was good, because Mister Viral didn’t get bad damaged too bad”, he spoke before he shook his head, “No quick enough, though. Mister Viral still got hurt, so that’s a bad. Need to be faster, but no very fast like other people”. When he thought about it he was definitely pretty slow compared to the others, especially when he wasn’t very good at flying. He wasn’t very good at a lot of things compared to the others and it constantly showed. “You sure I be good partner in battle? Might be bad and things happen that be bad! Then you get hurt…what if you were Mister Vegeta’s partner? He really strong, so that be good choice for keeping watch”.

T’charrl tilted his head a little, finding it slightly harder to pick up on the language when Haku wasn’t really speaking clearly. He was trying to understand, but it was difficult when he needed clear words to understand what he was supposed to be hearing. “Umm, well…I think it will be okay. We are stronger than we were when we killed the other one, I guess. At least I feel stronger…” He didn’t have a way to check whether he actually was stronger, but he felt healthy meaning his blades were going to be healthy too and should accomplish a lot of slicing up and general killing. Frowning slightly when Haku asked about his power working on those creatures he looked up momentarily as he scratched his cheek. “I don’t know, but I wouldn’t want to use it. It’s bad that I use it for attacking, anyway. It’s too dangerous and can hurt someone…”

Keeping mostly quiet Viral kept his eyes forward, focusing on what was ahead before he looked to Yumi when she spoke to him, eventually groaning as he looked away again. “Feels like daggers…but I’ll still be able to fight. I’ve had worse and could still fight before”. So long as he didn’t get caught out he would be able to do what he needed to and kill these creatures. He could ignore the pain while he was fighting so that was no problem, it was just the loss of blood he experienced that might mess with his head a bit. So long as there was no large temperature change he should be able to deal with it, but he definitely didn’t want to get to the point where he would end up struggling and having to call for assistance. Going over his various thoughts about the battle he tried to keep his mind off it, eventually giving Yumi a glance at her suggested battle tactic. “We’ll need to keep to a position where we can see everybody and not have anyone deviate from the group. We can’t keep too close, we may get ambushed from below by a larger entity, so watch your surroundings and don’t be afraid to run. We can easily chase those things down while they’re distracted…I have my doubts that they’re intelligent enough to see we’re obviously playing with it…”
Wellllll I think it's fair to be concerned now!
Viral stared at Vegeta before looking to the scouts as well, narrowing his gaze before looking away. He didn’t know what Vegeta was thinking by telling them they’ve battled them before as if it would allow them to feel at ease, they didn’t even know what kind of monster they were facing. If it was just all minor creatures like they had faced before then maybe it would be okay, but even then those creatures were tough to beat. If they started thinking those creatures were all the same they would have another Namek on their hands very quickly, so caution had to be given. “’Simple beasts’…you say that and half of us end up dead for believing you”, he grunted, generally disliking the thought that any of the drones were ‘simple’ and could be easily dispatched. “I’ll make sure everything goes well on my side, it’s your side who need to be on their toes the most. Go all out on them until we can figure out how to close the gateway”.

Shu didn’t know whether he should try talking or if he should keep as he was and just carry on with his inability to find words or actions to express himself. He was stuck feeling pretty down and didn’t know how to get out of it again. As he wondered what he was supposed to feel about this he gasped lightly when Takeshi spoke, looking up to him before away again as he pulled at his fingers. “Umm…y-yeah…” He didn’t know how to reply to that, he was probably going to end up struggling to accomplish anything. It’s what his brother thought of him, probably, and was just saying that stuff to try and hide the fact that anything was discussed about his strength in the first place. Closing his eye momentarily when Takeshi pressed his finger into his forehead he gave the spot a quick rub, staring up at Takeshi before looking away as he scratched his side. “Y-Yeah…be good fighting! And, umm…fighting to be winners…” He really wanted to ask what Takeshi thought of him but he would probably only get mad, so it was probably best to keep quiet and hope he wouldn’t screw up like Takeshi assumes would happen if he ended up split from him.

T’charrl did wonder how well he was going to be able to use his powers, whether he would have to heal people or if blasting the creatures with them would work as opposed to using Ki. He hadn’t used his power to attack in a while and if he was able to burn the dummies back home he was curious about his abilities now that they had grown stronger. Hopefully he wouldn’t end up using too much energy, otherwise it would be hard to recover again. Looking to Haku when he decided to speak he frowned, disliking the doubt he was expressing. “I don’t know about scary. They’re pretty average looking when compared to some animals back home”, he spoke, shaking his head, “It’s when they get big is when they get awfully tough. I don’t know if that would come back again, but I really hope it doesn’t…”

With everything and everyone prepared they were heading off, hopefully having less of a terrible time than they did the day before. At least there was progress being made now, even if Viral wasn’t happy with having to lead the way. He felt like his group was just acting as bait for the creatures to bite on. If there was one thing that Vegeta definitely wasn’t and that was a tactical advisor, he just felt his group were out in the open too much with everyone behind them in a bad spot for helping them if things went wrong. If they were going to go with a tactic then the strongest people should be out front and to the sides of the group with the weaker lot in the middle who would be ready to flee the initial danger until they could collect themselves. Right now Viral was feeling anything other than strong, he was just feeling disappointed in himself for getting injured in the first place. He was already healing up as time went on but he still felt slightly drained and did worry that it would affect his ability to fight. Hopefully the other three could compensate for his lack of strength and hopefully he would be able to avoid appearing weak in front of the other Beastmen.
By the time morning came Shu had already had his bath and was still a little wet, but he was rather tired, not having slept very well and had yet to wake up properly. It was hard to be in his position, not only was he a little bummed out that he was being ignored by Takeshi but he had a pretty terrible time trying to sleep. He still didn’t have his nightmares problem solved and they had been particularly bad that night, even as he woke up throughout the night he didn’t want to bother Takeshi after hearing some of the things he said yesterday. Giving his eye a brief rub he looked down momentarily as he wiped his hand on his clothing after, his eyes soon going up to Takeshi only to spot him looking away. He felt like he was being purposely ignored for whatever reason, as if he had done something wrong. He couldn’t had done something wrong, he had been well behaved all day and didn’t do anything bad or annoying. He thought he did good yesterday by fighting that monster, but it did nothing to please Takeshi, it seemed.

Viral was as ready as he could be but Vegeta deciding to send his group out in front had him wondering about Vegeta’s battle tactics. While it probably played well in his mind that sending him out ahead was ideal due to being unable to fly, but as a battle tactic it was just terrible since two out of four of them had no experience with these creatures. It would have to be him and Yumi leading the way and hoping the other two didn’t end up getting ambushed and being unable to fight because they didn’t know how to handle the monsters immediately. There was also the issue that he was still healing and with the sun only just rising it would be a short while longer before they were healed. If he ended up getting attacked while split up away from the group he may end up in further trouble as he found himself unable to keep up with the creature’s attacks. Whatever though, if Vegeta had confidence that his team could pull that off then he had to go with it, letting out a sigh in reluctant agreement. “I’m just going to point out one thing; either you keep close to us while we go ahead or you’ll lose us. I won’t be at my full potential due to circumstances and only Yumi has encountered them with me before. Stay alert and don’t get cocky against these things”.

T’charrl was feeling refreshed and a little nervous, hoping he wouldn’t end up screwing this up and making a fool of himself. He had a nap during the night just so he could preserve energy, but waking up to some of the natives around him had been a little disturbing. They seemed to like him at least, he wasn’t a danger to them and having a similar body structure meant he could find some way to relate to each other. With the whole getting ready for battle though he felt a little sad that he was leaving so soon, especially to a fight that could result in his powers overwhelming him and making everybody disappointed in him. He didn’t want to disappoint anyone, he had tried hard to keep his powers in control up to this point and to suddenly lose that would make everybody wary about him some more. The less control he had the less time people would want to be around him. Looking to the others he let out a sigh, trying to put on a brave face as they got ready to head out.
T’charrl nodded, letting out a sigh. “Nobody, but there’s reasons…and a lot of them aren’t pleasant for both parties”. There was even the added factor that he was ‘bug’-like, so Takeshi didn’t like going near him because it meant having to touch him. It made him feel like he was a gross creature of some kind that some people like Takeshi feared, something that was dangerous if touched or made people feel uneasy. It was hard not getting as much physical attention as he’d like to get all because he was hairy. “Uhh, I guess I can do those things…although they do take a lot out of me…” he spoke, contemplating it for a moment before giving his forearm a rub, “I also have my own blades…although that’s probably more to do with, uhh, my powers advancing unnaturally. Warriors in the past like me probably got them too as theirs grew stronger. Sometimes I wonder just how vicious my people were in the past…” Contemplating he let out a sigh, giving a smile when Yumi tried to be encouraging. “That is true. I wish to have a lot of fun with you guys when I get the chance…”

T’charrl was certainly starting to feel a little overwhelmed, he wasn’t used to so much attention and things were getting a little crazy. It was all so new to him, he had no idea how normal people did it. “Y-You don’t? Oh, I guess I have a lot to live up to in this next battle”, he laughed nervously, hoping he wouldn’t but he couldn’t exactly predict the future, “I think I changed when that Saiyan King showed up, but I got hit pretty hard and a building fell on top of me so I guess I was lucky I did or I would probably be dead”. He certainly didn’t know much about these creatures but he had other weapons that could come in handy against them other than just his claws at least. He hoped he was strong enough to fight against these creatures, especially when he didn’t know how strong he actually was. “Oh, that would be a hard question. I mean…what is stopping them from lying to me and saying they’re happy with just the way I am. Parents tend to lie to their children to make them feel better about bad things”.

Viral was growing annoyed with Takeshi, but shouting at him just caused more pain than it was worth. The way he talked about his brother was like treating him like a pet, as if hiding a problem was going to keep that pet happy under the assumption they would forget they were afflicted by something troublesome. Groaning in annoyance as Takeshi continued on with his odd assumptions over Shu’s problems his attention turned to Vegeta, staring at him for a moment before simply folding his arms and closing his eyes. With all these worries already existing for Shu he did wonder whether Takeshi slacking off was only making things worse. He knew how much Shu went through back when they were both being experimented on, but he didn’t know how much Shu had talked about it to Takeshi; however, from the sounds of it, not at all. Only opening his eyes to glance at Vegeta when asked to fix Shu he expected such an answer. Takeshi was trying to throw all the responsibility to them when there was more on their plate.

Watching as Takeshi eventually decided to go off to sulk for a bit he let out a groaning sigh. “It’s funny that I’ve known the kid for longer than him, counting the time in the facility”, he spoke, looking back at the food as he proceeded to pick up a piece again, staring at it, “Maybe you will have to talk to the kid sometime. That kind of mental isolation can be maddening, after all. Tomorrow it’s probably best to use as little power as we can manage without underestimating them until we know how to shut off their connection. A problem is they managed to take an entire village off this plane of existence and whether the village is on the other side. I just wonder if I can handle being a leader…”

Shu had kept quiet and to himself the entire conversation, not hearing everything from it but knew it was concerning him with how many times he heard his name being announced. He was about done with his food and was just sitting quietly to himself hoping he wasn’t going to get noticed as trying to eavesdrop. Going pretty still he kept his eyes forward before noticing Takeshi had looked to him, squeaking in response and looking away again. He was pretty scared that he had done something wrong with how things seemed to had went, but he had no idea what he was supposed to do about all of that. Right now though he was too tired to think clearly about it, but he knew he would probably be thinking about it for a whole now until he understood what was going on. He shouldn’t ask about it, it was best if he remained where he was and pretend he didn’t hear being mentioned.
“Really? I, uhh…I don’t know how strong they are. I don’t know how strong anybody is. Nobody really fights against me much anymore, but I don’t blame them…” T’charrl felt it would had been best if people didn’t train near him, his absorption of energy definitely went against his favour as it often caused him to change. It was something he was scared of, it held him back but it wasn’t something he wasn’t afraid of expressing his fear of. He didn’t know how much the others knew about how hard it was sometimes, but he preferred not to get them too involved since he knew a lot of them didn’t understand it either. “Oh, some people doing things very well…uhh, I guess I can hold more than you. That’s still something interesting! Maybe.” Feeling a little confused he tried to figure out what that meant, especially for him. He was good at some things, but overall he was very average and only managed to get by only just. He probably had more to him, but right now he remained in the background hoping that he didn’t cause trouble. “Oh, I don’t know about fun all the time. I didn’t have friends and a lot of the time I was learning how to be a good Prince. I did like how I didn’t need to worry about war most of the time, at least not getting involved in it…”

Looking to Haku he tilted his head when he called his powers ‘awesome’, something he didn’t think would be something to describe them. “W-Well, being able to talk to the dead is like…you’re not quite in the world of the living to my people. You’re interfering with the world of the dead by talking to them, I suppose. There’s also the history of those who are able to talk to the dead being able to bring them back to life too which is a really bad thought. People with my power were killed off because we are very close to spirits and will turn into monsters if we merge with them for power, l-like umm…” He wouldn’t say he was using the spirit that was inside him, but it wasn’t like he was actively trying to get rid of it too. He didn’t want to end its existence because he didn’t want it to be a part of him anymore, but he wasn’t exactly rushing to find a new home for it either. He felt rather confused, he didn’t know what he was whether cruel to it or sacrificing his own wellbeing to give it a home. “…Oh, this is awful. I wonder what my parents really think of me…”

Takeshi was being rather cruel to Shu when it came down to it, speaking of him like he was a simple creature who couldn’t look after himself. If Takeshi was thrown into an environment like the one Shu grew up in he would be dead extremely quickly, yet here he was undermining Shu as if he was a baby. Shu had been through much worse than Takeshi could imagine and yet here he was treating the kid like everything was out to kill him. Growling lowly when Takeshi had the nerve to bring up the whole saving thing as if he should be seen as some sort of saviour he looked back to Vegeta when he spoke up, deciding to slowly sit down again, closing his eyes momentarily as Takeshi was told off. “Do you even know your brother? He’s fought his entire life and yet you don’t acknowledge that”, he spoke before he sighed, rubbing his chest, “It’s not fighting he’s afraid of, but that’s what you believe it to be and you’re not helping him with the true problem. Maybe try listening to him for once instead of treating him like a cowardly simpleton…”
Cecil still felt pretty terrible for not being able to do such a basic thing like tracking, especially when he was supposed to be useful to them. He was feeling close to being a waste of time taking when he was so short compared to everyone else and not able to get any advantage to help try and find her, he was just kind of being taken along with them. If he got lost in the crowd he might end up running further away from them while he tried to look for them, only finding he was unable to see where they were because everybody else was so tall. It was rather awkward, thinking he was going to be of some help going along when he wouldn’t be whatsoever. Maybe he should had asked to stay with the cart, it would certainly limit the risk of him getting lost as well.

Keeping quiet and to himself he simply followed on behind everyone, trying to blend into the background more than try and keep out of the public eye. He didn’t know who might be part of that organisation that wanted him for whatever reason so it was best to try and act normal and not put himself in the limelight. It was one thing to get lost but to be taken away too, that would just be bad for everyone. Looking to Nymira at the mention of a plan he simply shrugged, thinking it was probably going to be obvious what plan he would have once they found where she was taken. He would go in, beat up the guys or accidentally kill them for everyone, get chastised again for it and they’ll all be on their way out again.

With everything being left behind and the others coming up with their own plan of action Cecil fell into the background, acting as the follower once again. There was probably a function inside him that was used for tracking people, but most of what he was had been locked away behind a wall of program that could only be unlocked at certain times that usually followed with the destruction of his enemies. So far he hadn’t really been useful to the others other than getting the job done quicker than they might had been able to do eventually. Maybe if he was able to get onto the rooftops he’d be able to get a good view, but then again he’d probably attract more attention than needed so that wasn’t going to help much either.

It wasn’t until Ethan had found his way to a corpse were they making any progression, his eyes on the dead man for a moment before gasping when the guards had appeared and were very hastily getting them to back off. Looking to them quickly he immediately went and hid behind Nymira, keeping out of the view of the guards. Frowning a little, he looked around before focusing on the woman who spoke to Ethan, staring at her as Ethan practically interrogated her. Well it seemed someone had spotted where she went off to so that was something, but it wasn’t really helping much when the response was so vague too. Looking off towards the direction she pointed in he looked back to see Ethan doing something that was definitely pretty strange to him. Whatever that was he didn’t dwell on it much, instead wondering why he was giving the woman money instead of following the lead she had given them. Zander was busying questioning the woman in a different manner, giving him a quick glance. He really didn’t know what the deal was either, but he didn’t understand much about the living. “Maybe…had her hands full…” He really was pretty useless for this all and was simply following along, waiting for them to make some progress in this search. Maybe it was already too late, but he didn’t know the motives of these people who took her and was just as clueless as everyone else right now.
T’charrl watched Yumi as she spoke, tilting his head a little at each movement before he looked down at himself. He definitely didn’t look strong at all and he knew he didn’t have much physical strength, just a lot of stabbing strength. He did have other forms that granted him abnormal strength, but it also cut his speed and made him not all mentally there. It was pretty terrible how much his body varied, but that was part of his problem with his abilities. Looking to Yumi he smiled as she explained everything to him, finding it a little easier to understand when she put it that way. “I guess so! I do sometimes wonder how you adapt, but if both Saiyans and Humans look like that then it must work”. He really didn’t know much about other race’s anatomy or how they compensated for doing things that seemed unnatural to them on a daily basis like flying with Ki, but hearing Yumi it sounded like they simply ‘put up with it’ rather than having an anatomical way of dealing with it. “Oh, I used to crash a lot, but my wings were little…but when we’re little our bodies are much softer so we can deal with the impact of being bumped around and falling a lot”, he smiled before he sighed, “Things were weird when you are a child…”

T’charrl was feeling a little overwhelmed, finding it hard to keep up with Yumi and Haku. He wasn’t used to having so much attention being placed on him all at one time so finding it hard to focus was a natural problem he had to face. He didn’t know why everybody wanted to pay attention to him, he was just one guy and not very interesting and very off putting to the general person. It was all a little scary if this was just normal interaction and he didn’t know if he could keep up with it but he had to try, at least. Haku wanting to see his parents was definitely a scary thought, but that was more because his parents were very protective and very strong. “Uhh, I can do that! I just hope I don’t screw it up by mentioning something I shouldn’t too. I’ve never travelled before all this and I don’t know if they’ll think people are taking advantage of me in their eyes, even if I’m not interesting enough for that. They’ll probably get mad at me for not mentioning enough or not working on keeping my powers in check. They’re very bad to have in my kind’s eyes”.

Viral was getting quite annoyed with how Takeshi expected to be praised upon for his actions and his willingness to apologise, especially when he assumed that was all that was wrong. There was so much more that he had to explain himself for that he simply refused to do and that was starting to show as well. As Takeshi simply started getting all annoyed that his lame apology wasn’t being fully accepted he growled lowly in response, slowly standing up himself. As Takeshi started putting down his own brother he couldn’t stand for it any longer, seeing that as just the lowest point of the argument Takeshi could come up with. “Just a kid? He’s only…what, a year younger than you? You think because he’s small and looks and sounds young that he’s an innocent kid who needs his hand held all the way through battle?” he spoke as he moved closer to Takeshi, “Just because he doesn’t act like you or show bravery like some Human or Saiyan might doesn’t mean he’s a coward! He’s a feral Earthling who grew up in an environment that would see you killed if you didn’t learn to fear unknown threats, everything that was bigger than you would see you as prey! He may show fear, but he still knows how to overcome that where you can barely handle fear!”
T’charrl smiled at Yumi as she laughed, feeling a little prouder that he didn’t confuse instead. It was nice to be able to make somebody more comfortable rather than make them wonder why they were even hanging around you in the first place. Hearing her explanation he gave a little nod, looking to his arms momentarily before smiling back at her. “You really think that’s possible? Your arms are very short and your species is missing a pair of them. I would need to put my arms behind my back or something. You’ve also got funny knees. How do you feel when you land after flying? Does it hurt your knees?” He was probably getting in too deep with these questions but they were all curious ones he didn’t know yet, even after looking through the books he had been given. Things like that weren’t usually covered in those books, probably because the people who wrote them were just like the others.

While he couldn’t really contemplate on that too long he did turn his attention to Haku briefly, staring at him when he displayed some confidence to meet his parents. Probably once he met them he would quickly retreat, but of course it wasn’t as if he wouldn’t see something like that coming either. His parents were larger than him and definitely very intimidating, probably too much to handle for Haku upon first sight. “They don’t really like outsiders much anyway, but so long as they’re my friend they’ll like. I didn’t have friends when I was growing up so they are naturally going to be concerned when I bring over new people. Maybe they just want to protect my feelings”. In his species’ aging cycle he was still barely an adult, closer to a child. He wasn’t fully grown in the slightest, he was still small and skinny with underdeveloped abilities. “My parents are, uhh…very intimidating, even to me. Meeting them would be a good thing, but my mother hits hard”.

Viral wasn’t buying Takeshi’s apology at all, all it did was sound like an excuse for his cowardice rather than trying to apologise for nearly sitting around waiting for him to get killed. He was all upset that his pride had been hurt and was apologising to try and make himself feel better for his guilt. If he did feel concern for his health he would’ve addressed it before heading back to get the others and not waiting this long. Telling him like it is he glared at him when he tried to argue his point back at him. “You make it sound as if I should be indebted to you and not annoyed that your fear nearly had me killed because you had helped me before”, he spoke, looking away again. Just like Takeshi to start getting all annoyed that he wasn’t getting his way again, how everything wasn’t quite working out like he thought it might to relieve the guilt of getting him injured. “The big deal is I won’t be fine. I’m still going to be feeling this tomorrow and you’re probably going to treat your brother like he’s a cowardly fighter again. Of course Shu is fine! He’s not afraid to fight nor is he weak! Maybe next time if another one of those things pop up you’ll learn a thing or two from your brother…”
Cecil really didn’t understand Geoffrey very well, his way of speaking wasn’t in his language processing so he had to decipher it himself. That was definitely something he didn’t understand about people, how only a few of them spoke a different way than all the rest despite being part of that group in the first place. Giving him a nervous smile he continued with his duty, looking away as his focus went back on the road itself. It felt like it was always going to be hard fitting in with this bunch no matter how he went by things or how he chose to express his views, it just meant he was going to have to try and keep to himself a little more unless he wanted to fall into the inability to understand anybody else.

Lowering his head as he pulled the cart along he looked to Nymira as she tried to express some gratitude towards him pulling this along, looking down to her leg before away again as he sighed lightly. “Uhh, it’s fine, really…” He didn’t know if it was just her trying to cheer him up a bit but he would’ve pulled the cart regardless if he was asked, seeing as how he wasn’t going to get injured doing such a thing. It was just a cart and some stuff, it wasn’t as if it was something to be truly thankful over his ability to pull it along.

Not talking as he continued doing his job he kept his eyes on the road before making a side-glance to Nymira as she asked him about getting a weapon, staring at her as she talked about it. He didn’t understand whys he would want to give him something on top of what he already was, it was no secret either. “Uhh, I am a weapon so I’m not sure how that might work out…” Feeling confused by the thought of a weapon doing some good being attached to someone like him his thoughts were quickly diverted when Ethan showed up unexpectedly. He didn’t know why Ethan had practically ran to get them, but it seemed to be somewhat urgent if he had taken the time out of his little venture to come and find them.

As Ethan proceeded to ramble on about some sort of scenario Cecil looked around, confused as to what he was talking about concerning Amuné. He didn’t understand what he was talking about, nobody would want to take someone else surely. Being told to abandon the cart he immediately dropped the handle and jumped away from it, looking back at it before to Nymira and Ethan when the call to start the search was made. Feeling rather confused he gasped when Nymira asked him about a very specific job, opening his mouth to speak but nothing coming out.

He didn’t know what it meant to track someone, he wasn’t around other people enough to tell whether there was anything different from Amuné compared to other people. Slowly looking around for a moment he let out a groan, finding it hard to understand what he could possibly do that might help them out. “I probably do, but I don’t know! I don’t know most of what I can do until I need to do it and I’ve never had to track down somebody before…” he spoke after a while, looking around at everyone else for a moment before he groaned, “Unless I’m meant to track down individuals so I can kill them. Maybe I can, but I would probably need to be where she was last…”
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