Area B: Day Three

[Bra]

Bra whirled about nervously upon hearing a sound, only to see the remaining members of Pitch Black coming in on approach. Her mind raced, trying to calculate her options in the face of great adversity in the form of Android 18 while at the same time trying to block out the only fate Burter could possibly meet while trapped with the potentially psychotic powerhouse inside the stasis field. Android 18 began making slow, determined paces towards them, quickly removing time with which Bra could formulate a plan.

Please don't die, Burter. Please...

"Who's the freak?" the cyan-haired girl demanded, doing her best to act nonchalant, although it was very unlikely that a walking supercomputer like 18 actually fell for it.

"That's Cell." she replied, jerking her head over, to motion toward the rather disturbing-looking individual. He hissed, as if to introduce himself.

NOW!!!

18's motion toward Cell had distracted her just long enough. The halfling clicked off the pin on her stasis field grenade and hurled it at the androidess and her compatriot.

"What the-!?" she exclaimed as the metallic object bounced in between herself and Cell with a metallic clank. Immediately after the grenade stopped moving, a translucent explosion rushed outward, manifesting itself as a dome around Cell and 18, trapping them within. The android lunged forward and began pounding her fists against the field in anger, while her disturbingly mal-formed comrade simply looked on with a mix of curiosity and surprise.

"I guess we take Bojack down now, huh?" 16 observed with a smirk, and took a confident step toward the fallen space pirate.

"No, 16!! Burter's gonna die, 16." Bra replied, her voice failing under grief, "Come on! Can we please just do what he wants? Can we run away? Just this time?"

"Actually, it would be a wise choice to get away from here. Raditzu and the android obviously have some interest in that warrior," Paragus motioned toward Bojack, "So, it would be an entirely stupid idea to kill him, especially when we know just how strong the both of them are."

"Then we go now." Bulma stated, forming a radiant aura around herself. The fighters roared into a vertical climb, literally shattering the ground beneath them on take-off. After an indeterminate height was reached, the entourage broke into a haphazard left turn and shrieked over the horizon. The rolling hills and tall grass seemed to give way almost all at once to a barren wasteland of a region, with tiny patches of some sort of plant life thinly strewn about.

"It's colder here." Paragus observed, receiving a series of nods in agreement. As the group pressed onward, they were greeted with a light snowfall, and continuing even further, they found that the ground here was covered in ice and snow. Mountains loomed in the distance, and the only form of life was the occasional pine tree.

"W-W-What... there's no possible way that a place could be this cold! It's absolutely- Ha.... hachoo!!" Bra gripped her upper arms tightly, shaking from the cold. Her clothing was obviously not designed to protect her from the cold.

"We should get to a bunker." came the caring words of Bulma, who worried that her daughter would catch a cold.

"That's convenient. There's one right over there. We can re-stock, and continue on to wherever we're going." Android 16 decided.

"Y-Yeah, that works, I guess." Bra agreed, only half-listening to the suggestion. She was sold on the idea the moment 16 had said 'bunker', which equalled to 'warmth', and 'shelter'.

OOC: Bra/Bulma/16/Paragus entering Area A. Kami/Pan, the reason I left you out of the writing was because I was unsure if you guys wanted to continue. If you're still sticking with us, just RP that you're in the group, or whatever. I don't care how this is continued.