For a few moments, Clarinet honestly thought that he wasn't going to get the Sacred Water. He tried to rationalize this belief as having been the result of some trick that Korin and Yajirobe used on him. The Sacred Water must have been an illusion. It couldn't have been real. It must have been some sort of manufactured trick. That was when he actually started to realize this was nothing more than a rationalization owing to the fact that he hadn't been able to capture it just yet. They had been separated by the tower trio. They had been loosing. He didn't think this possible. Worst of all he didn't at all like how it felt to him.<br/><br/>It was vile, because he was supposed to be such a confident sort of creature. Namekians were a mellow group of people. They were so mellow in fact that most of them were indeed abject pacifists. That meant that warrior-types such as himself had to hold things together so much more than the warriors of other civilizations.<br/><br/>They had to be aggressive enough to make up for any perceived lack in their civilization's ability to fight. On top of this, they had to be confident. More than anything they had to be confident. Throwing off his confidence was sort of like spelling out a death sentence for him. He knew this and he didn't like it. Eventually the tides were going to turn at least somewhat.<br/><br/>Fortunately it looked like Clarinet's attack had worked to some degree. He had distracted Takashira. That was a good sign. Best of all, it had meant that he wasn't completely useless. His look at himself changed quickly though when he instead found himself yelling at Kelvin.<br/><br/>At first he had no idea why the other was suddenly acting like this, but eventually it dawned on him. He found it very hard to handle when he was assaulted with members of his own king. Clarinet didn't know how to face them, because they were the same species as him. Never did he want to bring down harm on the heads of his own. On the other hand, Frost Demons were probably terrifying to him. Actually they would have been disturbing enough to Clarinet, though he wouldn't have wanted to publicly admit this. They had done quite a number on his homeworld.<br/><br/>Swallowing slowly, he got taunted while, at the same, trying to deal with a difficult situation. As a result, the Namekian really did seem pretty surprised when the time came to announce that he had won. He didn't expect to say that merely because he didn't actually expect to win.<br/><br/>There were those that said that winning isn't everything. Well, they never went up against a cat like this. Swallowing, Clarinet thought about something from before the antenna beam that he had charged up. It was something that Korin had said. The cat brought up how Takashira could have handled everything for them. That was, of course, if they had turned out to be entirely too weak. Sneering, he turned around to the aforementioned bright-colored alien.<br/><br/>"Is there enough space on this planet for two freaks like us then? Maybe we can work together after all!" Surprisingly, it didn't look like Clarinet was going to hold anything against the other. Instead, he decided to hold his grudge against Korin. Turning around, he fired off several lazy Ki-blasts in the direction of that miniature white-furred monster. He'd had about enough of him. Logically he figured that the other was going to dodge those bolts of energy. Then again, they were really just intended to help him blow off some steam for the time being anyway.<br/><br/>"You know what, Kelvin? I liked your idea before. I wouldn't mind lining the floor of our flying saucer with a cat-skinned rug!" Even if it was a fantasy, it sounded like a nice one to have. Better yet, it would have made for some decent training to have to catch that cat in order to make a rug. Perhaps this was one fantasy that they could have afforded to let come true.<br/><br/>Now, the fact that he had learned that this was all indeed just water made things worse. Learned wasn't even the right word to use here. He had figured it out. He had figured out the fact that it was just plain water. The training itself was what had made them tougher. Swallowing as he peered over the other individual, he once more firmly planted his gaze on that annoying feline.<br/><br/>"Tearing you limb from limb right this second sounds so delicious, but it would ruin my chances of turning you into a carpet!"<br/><br/>Soon the Namekian was sneering, but his moment of angry victory was soon up. Korin went to go look for Yajirobe. "Well, he couldn't have gotten far with the shape that he's in you know." Swallowing again, he figured that the other individual wasn't exactly svelte after all. Eventually he found that it was time to lower himself off the tower, which meant that he would be treated to a bit of relaxation. Opening his pouch, the Namekian grinned and started to eat one of the beans. "I never really dipped into these before now, so mine's overflowing at this point since Takashira tried to restock it anyway!"<br/><br/>The sinewy fibers of his body started to surge with so much energy that they ached, but this dull pain was soon transformed into something that was wondrous. He adored the feeling that he was getting out of all of this, and soon enough he had found himself stretching and even doing a hand-stand with a single one of his green and clawed hands. Over time they had gotten to a point where Kelvin seemed to be rather excited about something. That seemed to indicate that something was soon going to go wrong.<br/><br/>Actually, though, it didn't and even the otherwise stalwart Namekian had to admit that screwing around with someone's face was pretty funny, though Kelvin would have probably had a pretty rough go of ever getting him to admit that. That was when all of a sudden he got to examine his own planet.<br/><br/>"Did you know that at one point Planet Namek was lush? You're probably used to looking at it like this, aren't you? Well, it wasn't always like that. For most of history it was a lush world with thick forests. Now it is a weird combination with blue and green hues in places that they shouldn't be. Well, actually it's not going to be much longer. See, we have to fix everything with the Dragon Balls once we get an opportunity to do so. Do you know what went on down there?" Clarinet shook his head. "Yes, your people created plenty of pain for the inhabitants of my world, but I'm not going to hold it against you right now. However, it can be really nice once again. I never knew the way to collect the Dragon Balls or how to summon Porunga the Eternal Dragon. Now I'm armed with a lot more information."<br/><br/>Considering that it had probably looked strange to him that someone like himself wasn't too familiar with the Dragon Balls, the Namekian figured it was time for a quick explanation. "The Dragon Balls are so incredibly powerful that not everyone knows precisely how to find them. That kind of information is a legend to most people. Only those who were deemed exceptionally trustworthy get to hear the whole story." He figured that explanation was sufficient. If it weren't, then he figured that it was going to have to be.<br/><br/>"Alright, so you want to hear how to find them? We have to go looking for them. If we find one, then we can use it to track down the others. I've heard some people have constructed radar equipment that finds them. Frankly? I don't believe it exists. When you have a magic Dragon Ball and it gets close to another one, then it starts to glow. If you put all seven magic balls together in the same spot, then you have to summon the..."<br/><br/>An indicator light flashed for a moment, showing that the machine needed more information to proceed to their next target. "Piccolo," Clarinet lazily replied, having programmed in a few Namekian words to make the computer easier for him to control. "...anyway, you need to know the proper incantation. In case I'm knocked out or dead or something and you have the balls, then...well it's easy. You just look at them, raise your arms and say 'Takkaraputo popurunga pupirittoparo!' and he comes out. At least, that's what I've been told."<br/><br/>The password probably sounded entirely alien to Kelvin, but apparently Clarinet figured that it was easy to remember. He wasn't lying when he said that, so it would have come as quite a surprise to him if the other fell flat on his face.<br/><br/>"That place we were on is called the Dragon World for a reason. They have an Eternal Dragon too, I could feel it. There must be some Namekian there, but I sensed him only in the sky above the tower. There's no way that we could have visited him if we tried, but what I suspect is he created Dragon Balls for that world too. They felt way weaker to me though."<br/><br/>It would have seemed that even though he had never actually collected the seven magic balls for himself, there was a shot that Clarinet knew what they felt like. It made sense since he was always so much in tune with Ki attacks. While he might have relied an awful lot on such things, it also meant that he knew precisely what he was doing when it came to the sensing of fields.<br/><br/>"Piccolo! Piccolo!" It seemed like Clarinet was doing his best to make the craft go faster, but it was probably already at its maximum speed. "Did you want me to turn up the gravity chamber while we chat?" Even just standing around Clarinet had been wearing weighted clothing and had the gravity modulator turned up. It would have looked like he never gave up. Kelvin probably didn't even realize all the good that this had been doing for him. He was growing by leaps and bounds from everything that everyone had pushed him to do. Sometimes it could be a little difficult to see that growth, however.<br/><br/>Swallowing again, Clarinet stood  up and started to take a look around. It seemed like he was going to do everything in his power to let none of this time go to waste. "You know, all of this physical training is probably doing you so much good that you might want to try an antenna beam again through those dead horns of yours. It's going to be a ton harder to summon Ki through that kind of dead matter like we said before, but I have a feeling once you're able to do so that it will be way more powerful than my own. The student surpasses the teacher, right? Anyway, why don't you give it a try? I'll stand in the middle here and absorb what you have to sling at me so we don't wreck the spacecraft." The Namekian figured that taking a blast such as that would surely have been acceptable training for him as well. They were going to be more than prepared when they finally got there.