Ever since that insane roadtrip through space, Yamato had felt like a changed person. He wasn't entirely sure if it was for the better or not, however... Things took a turn for the stranger some time after they all made it back. Despite the odds slowly turning against them in the final bout, they managed to succeed in the battle against that madman Chillzen. Yamato had felt that strange feeling during a particular incident during the trip, but it truly, fully manifested in Jocaron and gave them the edge they needed to put him down for good. That power... Chillzen referred to it as a 'Super Saiyan'. Yamato has been unable to stop thinking about it no matter how much he tried to focus on other things... And he certainly had a lot to focus on. The news of Chillzen's death spread almost bafflingly quickly and various alien species somehow tracked down their 'heroes' to Earth. They brought with them culture, new faces, and also... Technology.

Yamato's father, Dr. Ranfan, seized the opportunity almost immediately and studying that alien technology advanced things on Earth somehow even further than they already were at before their arrival. While he was gone, Dr. Ranfan had also finished with a lifelong pursuit of his... He had been working on a space pod. Similar to the ones those other Saiyans arrived in when they invaded. It was one that had long been damaged and had its data corrupted, but it was apparently the one Yamato himself arrived in as a baby. With it being in working condition again, Dr. Ranfan was finally able to see what it had to say and show Yamato the information that had long been inaccessible... Almost all of it came from a Saiyan named Lotuce directed towards his son 'Taito'. Lotuce bore an uncanny resemblance to Yamato and a brilliant scientist like Dr. Ranfan could easily deduce who he was... Yamato's Saiyan biological father, which meant that Taito was his real name. Yamato long had been aware that he wasn't actually an Earthling, but actually seeing all of this firsthand still was... Quite a revelation... He wasn't just any Saiyan, he was a Saiyan who was effectively one step down from being royalty. According to a story his biological father told, he very well COULD'VE been the one who ended up as royalty due to the strange traditions that they abided by...

With all of this alien technology being brought to Earth as well as Yamato having been rather far along his own education already, Dr. Ranfan began to rope him into a lot of running the family business to incorporate all of this brilliant new tech into the lives of those who chose Earth as a home. It was to be expected, though Yamato certainly was always an odd sight next to his father. Despite the unusual path that Yamato's life had taken, Dr. Ranfan did still expect Yamato to be the one to actually run things when he inevitably retired... Yamato was his only (known) child even if he was adopted into the family. This troubled Yamato due to the conflicting desires he had in life. The desire built into his very blood to be a warrior that wishes to protect people no matter what, but also the desires relating to the life he grew up around on Earth... Was it truly possible to be both a brilliant fighter AND a brilliant scientist?

Whenever he could, Yamato always tended to spend time in a gravity chamber training or away from home entirely to meditate and train in other ways. While he didn't mind wearing the labcoats and what not, it was always nice to get back into the gi... Despite his space pod now working again, Dr. Ranfan wanted Yamato at his side over the past year so there were no new trips into space for him. Yamato, being one of the 'other' heroes who fought alongside Jocaron, did earn his own admiration from the new alien arrivals, but it only just fueled his fiery desire to get even stronger... A competitive spirit built into him as a Saiyan against any better judgment...

Today, however, was a day meant for relaxation for once. It had been some time since him and Jocaron last met up and they both had time to spare for it. Yamato felt like this would be a good thing for him... It's been pretty stressful lately and his body ached. Whether self-inflicted or otherwise... Yamato approached the old cafe they would always meet up at and glanced up at the sign and the majestic space duck. He had adorned a simple light blue shirt, a necklace, a black leather jacket, matching black pants with a chain attached to his wallet, and a pair of black boots. He also put on some basic black eyeliner and a pair of sunglasses. Whether this was to further hide from any unwanted attention from the alien admirers or mere fashion was anyone's guess. Though it was rather hard to truly hide due to his OWN hair sticking out even more than Jocaron's... Yamato would open the door to the cafe and walked inside, slowly raising the sunglasses over his forehead before calling out to the familiar blonde man.

"Well, well. Look who it is. Hope I didn't keep you waiting too much."

That was indeed exactly the problem... Yamato has seen exactly how much worse things can get more times than he could count at this point. Ever since his very blood began to roil as a child and he ended up going down this path in life... He couldn't just give it up even if there is a perceived peace in the world. Being stuck in this 'base' form wasn't going to be enough anymore either if he was to be useful. To be able to protect everyone. Even if he did figure it out. Had something serve as a trigger... Obviously, that wouldn't be enough. Was it greedy to desire to reach new heights of strength when it may well not be necessary? Given what the gang have all been through, Yamato didn't think so. For all he knew, the very next major threat could be hiding somewhere on Earth itself rather than in space... That's why he had to be ready. There's been too much suffering in the lives they've lived so far...

Jocaron was pretty easy to find as expected. Even if there was a crowd, his head probably would peak over most people in it! Yamato would wave at him with a two finger salute. Yamato would walk over to take a seat with him. "What do you think?" Yamato quipped with a cheeky smile on his face. "There's been a lot going on lately... At the Corp especially with all the fun new toys to figure out. I wouldn't even know where to begin... Well. Of course, I've been keeping these nice and fresh." Yamato then flexed his arm as he pat on his bicep with his other hand.

Yamato raised an eyebrow with intrigue at what Jocaron was saying. Alien martial arts standards? Now that sounded interesting in theory. "Is that right? I'm kinda curious exactly what those standards are... I can only imagine the difficulty. Helping my dad has been an ordeal in its own right and it isn't one I can exactly solve by punching things... Tempting as it's been, breaking the machines is the last thing either of us want." Yamato snickered a bit. Ah, fighting... While Yamato has been keeping up with his training, there hasn't really been any big developments in that area beyond his power simply... Growing as expected. Yet it seems his latent frustration hadn't boiled over enough into a legitimate breakthrough. He never realized until the past few years how difficult it's become juggling that instinctual love of combat with his more logical brain honed through being raised on Earth by a brilliant, increasingly wealthy scientist.

Sneaking off into the forest... "Yep... My dad expects my help for a similar reason even though he honestly doesn't need it. It is nice to actually spend time with him again, but he's really been keeping me busy... I guess maybe the extra help is how we've made such progress in such a short time. He even finally fixed up my own little space pod. That was... An experience... Uh. Regardless, I've needed to sneak away myself... A lot... Or I probably would start to get rusty. Even if nothing seems to be amiss, something inside of me just CAN'T have that. I'd go out into the forests and even... Borrowing a little something for training."

Yamato scratched his chin at Jocaron's seeming furstration at being unable to utilize the Super Saiyan power safely. An idea did spring into his mind while he was talking with that thought in mind. "Perhaps I may have what you need if you want to actually get a better feel for that... Super Saiyan form. You remember that gravity chamber we had on the spaceship? The one that could alter gravity to different levels relative to Earth's own gravity and helped us get A LOT stronger than we were before we started that space road trip?"

Yamato nodded a bit. "I definitely understand that." It is likely he's had a few people approach him for training as well, but he mostly had been doing it on his own the past year or so now. At least that still bore a lot of fruit if one knew what they were doing. It seems Jocaron had actually forgotten about the gravity chamber given his reaction to Yamato bringing it up. Yamato needed a solution to compensate for having to mostly train alone so of course he took to a more... Scientific solution.

Yamato smirked and snapped his fingers. "It did require a bit of convincing given that we've been occupied elsewhere, but we managed to put time aside for it. We worked together on building a separate room at the Corp that would be used as the chamber. The machine for increasing the gravity was rebuilt into the room itself. We've still been working on repairing that ship too in case we'll ever need it again, but it's not finished yet. I've actually been testing the new chamber and it seems to work as fine as the old one. In fact, it's actually better... I haven't exactly gotten there yet, but it's been enhanced to go up to and withstand even higher gravity than the original one ever could." Yamato's tone of voice sounded almost giddy at the success of this new chamber. It's been very helpful in his pursuit after all...