Area A: Day Seven

[Bardock]

Ignoring Eighteen?s queries, Bardock shot a hard glance at the younger warrior, who viewed his sudden presence with obvious disdain. The older fighter couldn?t discern whether he was annoyed or just simply like that on purpose. It didn?t much matter; he wasn?t really in the mood for idle banter. Unfortunately, the brawler had seemingly stumbled upon a tranquil moment. His piercing gaze shifted to the empty tundra before him. Delicate flakes of transformed water cascaded from the invisible bellies of the clouds above. The blazing passion that had relentlessly driven him here seemed to have been pacified by the amicable atmosphere. A tingling cold suddenly overcame him, a he sighed deeply, exhaling a puff of frozen breath. Snow crunched beneath his ragged footwear as he trudged next to Android 18 and sat near the standing beauty, not even giving her a fleeting look, and completely ignoring her new companion. He relaxed his legs and bunched up his knees, resting upon them his scarred elbows. Transient thoughts of the whereabouts of Raditzu entered his consciousness, and were gone again with the chilling breeze that embraced his tawny skin.

?You know why I came back,? he said to the blond. ?But it can wait.?

Bardock closed his eyes and let the snowflakes cover him. Strange, how this place could control his disposition. He chuckled callously.

?Don?t mind me. I?m no threat to you,? he alleged to the unknown youth, a feeble attempt to reconstitute the discontinued discourse.

OOC: Ole.