Day Two: Afternoon

[Burter]

Face to Face

Android 17, Bujin, Minoshia

It was a weird sight for the two men as they peeked together from behind a series of rocks. In front of them was an odd warrior, only about the height of their rib cages. He was a blue man dragging a pale cube by a string, though believe it or not, that wasn't the strangest part. He was trying to pass the time...by singing.

"She'll be coming 'round the mountain, coming 'round the mountain, coming 'round the mountain when they come," He was whistling and murmuring the words through his trek across the badlands, moving north with his trusty bag and companion cube. He seemed very out of place in this environment.

Seventeen nodded to Minoshia which direction to go and then moved in the opposite way. The Konat headed as directed, gripping his weapon as he snuck his around the rocks, ready to strike.

Bujin, for his point, already knew that he was being followed. He wasn't sure who it was, but even before he started his song he was aware of the presence of two people. But he just kept moving, wanting to give himself the element of surprise.

Sure enough, Minoshia came up from behind a shoulder, his mouth open to let out a battle cry. The baseball bat came down, only to slam into the companion cube that was thrown forward by the leash. Bujin instantly spun around in the opposite direction, yanking the smashed cube backwards with him.

Seventeen was right in front of Bujin when the cyborg raised a foot up, catching him in the forehead. The thud was thickening as he landed hard, back-first, onto the solid desert floor. The cyborg above him brought down his boomerang, catching his arm and twisting, shattering the bone. "Agh!" Bujin shouted, "Fuck!"

The short blue man turned to try and sneak away, but with only one arm usable and two superpowers on either side of him, there was no way to go. Minoshia kicked Bujin with the heel of his face, cracking his forehead open. He then brought his baseball bat down, smashing into the facial structure of the alien.

Bujin couldn't get away. Seventeen would kick and shove to keep the man down while Minoshia continued to bash at the poor guy with his bat. After a few minutes, there wasn't enough of Bujin's brains left in his head to properly keep him alive anymore.

It was a bonding experience for the two rivals turned partners. Seventeen and Minoshia were bound by a common goal and they were both starting to understand each other. One, through the joy of murder and the other through the nessecity of it.

Outside of the game, they were Minoshia and Seventeen, two men too different to live amongst the other.

But here, in the Abyss...they were the same.

#23 Bujin DEAD

18 Remain

The companion cube is there for either of you