Hunger was something that had a bad tendency to strike when you were in their position. Training like this could really build up an appetite over time. That was merely a fact of the matter. One thing that Kelvin probably hadn't realized, though, was the fact that for every time he got hungry there was actually that much more hunger coming out of Takashira. She was able to pack away the food when it had come down to it. This wasn't something that Clarinet had understood at the moment, either. Things were going to be pretty surprising to them on this planet for quite some time.<br/><br/>One thing that Clarinet had realized, though, was that Kelvin was growing. Indeed, he was growing much more and much faster than Clarinet had even thought possible. Before it kind of seemed like Kevlin was a diamond in the rough. Over time his fighting skills might have gotten that much more polished in turn.<br/><br/>That all being said Clarinet honestly had far more important things to focus on himself. He was supposed to be training, and with that strange samurai who had apparently been confined to a bathrobe. Well, that's what the fabric pattern had immediately made Clarinet think of anyway. It looked something like the cloth used to make towels. Had this situation not been so serious and dire, and then he would have found it all funny.<br/><br/>Well, by this point he had swallowed a senzu bean, and that meant it was time to deal with the overweight samurai as well as a talking cat. This was quite a planet that they had landed in. In all of this self-reflection as well as mocking though, he was struck by a foot attached to the leg of a pudgy pugilist while being hit in the back by the rod of a certain white feline.<br/><br/>"You seem to have forgotten the first cardinal rule that I am sure you stress to Kelvin all the time, and that is to never underestimate an opponent." Korin smirked, seeming quite proud of him as he used his claws to straighten out his whiskers.<br/><br/>What Clarinet didn't know was that Korin had secretly had a bit of an exchange with Yajirobe before:<br/><br/>"Hey, fat boy, psst get over here."<br/><br/>"I told you not to call me that!"<br/><br/>"Quit whining and listen, we need that green slug and his ox of a tag team partner to save us, you know that."<br/><br/>"...why is he an ox?"<br/><br/>"Why don't you ask him? He's the one with the horns. Anyway, here's the deal, I know a little about Clarinet's species. It came to me in a dream."<br/><br/>"I should trust cat dreams?"<br/><br/>"Yes, you should, now listen, he's going to be quite formidable, but we can't go and make him too formidable, since his people are quite aggressive. They could easily take over this entire rock if we gave them half a chance to do it. So just hold back a bit, dig?"<br/><br/>Yajirobe had rolled his eyes at this previous exchange, and still didn't realize what the big deal was. Clarinet hadn't seemed so tough to him. That was until the Namekian came after him charging up beams of power from the antenna stalks on his head anyway. This continued in some time until he was frozen quite still in his tracks.<br/><br/>With another brush of his whiskers owing to those everpresent claws, Korin looked up and grinned to himself behind shuteyes. "Well, there's one thing that you can't seem to learn, and that's how to block a psychological attack. I guess it's all right if you're here going to be here forever stuck like this. I literally do have all day, and besides I'm not concerned about the passage of time...nine lives and all."<br/><br/>While he might have intially considered this a manner for anger more than anything, it hadn't taken Clarinet to feel one emotion that he wasn't at all accustomed to feeling. That was the feeling of fear. He didn't know how to handle it. Worse was the fact that it was an unseen fear. Rather than being a psychological projection of some concrete thing he'd know was fake this was just like the eeriness he felt when he wandered into the place on the planet that Kelvin and he had visited before. Just like then, whatever entity was being projected to him was abstract and unseen.<br/><br/>Considering the vividness of those memories that all seemed that much more real to him, this had made it all the more worse since there wasn't a way for him to simply throw this out the window as false. Swallowing deeply, he did everything he could to get out before he realized he was frozen because of it. Korin, who had read something from his mind and used it against him, was just smirking to himself. The cat wasn't using psychological power to keep him in place.<br/><br/>No, Korin was actually controlling him through fear. He couldn't move not because he was physically held, but because he didn't know how. That alone in and of it was absolutely terrifying because he didn't quite know how to react.<br/><br/>"You're not going to move until you realize the difference between reality and your fantasies!"<br/><br/>While it took him a while, that was just what Clarinet had needed to finally turn around and grab that cat in his clawed fist.<br/><br/>"Come now, you wouldn't hurt the kindly old man who just helped you over your fears, would you?"<br/><br/>Well, that served to make him plenty angrier, but not nearly as angry as Yajirobe kicking him in the back. Clarinet was soon assaulted again by one of Korin's psychiatric attacks, but this time he wasn't halted. He knew that it wasn't real, and instead he focused his ki. That gave him plenty of resolve to turn around completely and give a really good double axe handle smash to the back of that overweight samurai.<br/><br/>"Let me tell you fat boy, when this is all over I have a lesson to teach, and its called cardio!"<br/><br/>Meanwhile Korin turned around, shaking his head. "There's something else that I've got to teach you eventually, and that's how to better mock the opponent once you've royally thrashed them."<br/><br/>Offering them both a sneer, Yajirobe looked up from where he was, seeing stars, "Uggg, stop that furball, I'm not royally thrashed!"<br/><br/>"I'll have you know you need to address me properly; I'm Whiskers, the Wonder Cat."<br/><br/>Laughing, Clarinet turned around and pointed a claw at him. "Wh-whiskers?" There couldn't have been a more ridiculous name that anyone could have come up with, but apparently Korin had wanted to be known as it. Naturally to Clarinet his own name sounded remarkably dignified.<br/><br/>This gave Yajirobe plenty of time to swing a sword at the slug-like Namekian warrior. Well, no one said that there weren't a few other lessons that he had needed to learn in good time too.<br/><br/>Fortunately, though he hadn't quite realized everything that was going on over there at the moment, it had at least seemed like things were going to work out for his compatriot as well. That should have made him happy once he had a chance to meet up with the other a second time.