11-04-2005, 09:13 PM
"Hey, kid, you okay?"
Burter Junior looked up, and to his suprise saw someone who he did not know kneeling down beside him as he laid against the wall. The blue child nodded his head, not wanting to show how he really felt on the outside. Kami put a strong hand on his shoulder. He had been there the whole time, listening, watching, taking a survey of everyone in the room. Obviously there were people who were no longer here, sent back to where they came from after meeting some sort of "death" in this damnedable game. This was different though, he could hear the sobs, the crying, the questioning. He wasn't stupid, he figured out what was going on and it hurt him deeply.
"Kid," he said, the Burter looka like moved his head so that he could look at Kami. "I know you've probably heard a lot of 'I'm sorry's and other excuses for people to hide their own pain." Burter Jr. listened on intently. "Everyone here who knew your Dad knew what kind of a person he was, and I know that there is a short list of people I would want having my back in a fight. He was right up there on the top.
Burter Jr. still didn't say anything, but Kami could see him fighting back tears. "I fought with your Dad a few times. It was amazing to see him fight. Him and that girl over there," he nodded towards Bra, "The three of us had a little fun in the last Friend or Foe contest Brim held. The three of us made a pretty damn good team."
Kami stopped speaking and lowered his head. He looked back up at Burter Junior as a solitary tear ran down his aged cheek. He spoke once again, his voice unwaivering. "This is the begining of something for you. Yes, your Dad is gone and we all feel terrible about it, some more than others, but you cannot let this slow you down. I'd like to be able to think that no matter what anyone says, he is watching you from somewhere."
Burter Junior nodded, he understood what the Namek was trying to tell him. "What's your name?" he asked.
"I'm Kami...lemme guess, Burter Junior?" The blue guy perked up a little.
"How'd you know?" he asked, very curious as to how the Namekian was able to guess his name so quickly.
"I might be old, but these ears still work like a charm." he let out a smile, hoping to get the kid to smile a little along with him.
The smiles quickly melted away, and Kami could see the tears rolling around in BJ's eyes. "You know, I can stand up and look the other way, you can use my robe, nobody will know with all the stuff going on in here." Kami gave the kid a pat on the shoulder and stood up. He looked away, trying to see where Bra was sitting. She was over by Uub, he wasn't sure if she was finished balling her eyes out yet. He felt a slight tug at the bottom of his robe. BJ was wiping the tears out of his eyes but refused to let them roll down his face. He's strong...like his dad Kami thought. When the tugging stopped he turned around. The kid was standing, tall and proud. Kami knelt down once again.
"Be proud kid, you're Burter's son. Nothing can take that away from you, nothing. Now lets go see how Bra is doing." With another reassuring pat on the back the two wandered over to the young girl Bra.
OOC: I hope that's alright with you Burter
Burter Junior looked up, and to his suprise saw someone who he did not know kneeling down beside him as he laid against the wall. The blue child nodded his head, not wanting to show how he really felt on the outside. Kami put a strong hand on his shoulder. He had been there the whole time, listening, watching, taking a survey of everyone in the room. Obviously there were people who were no longer here, sent back to where they came from after meeting some sort of "death" in this damnedable game. This was different though, he could hear the sobs, the crying, the questioning. He wasn't stupid, he figured out what was going on and it hurt him deeply.
"Kid," he said, the Burter looka like moved his head so that he could look at Kami. "I know you've probably heard a lot of 'I'm sorry's and other excuses for people to hide their own pain." Burter Jr. listened on intently. "Everyone here who knew your Dad knew what kind of a person he was, and I know that there is a short list of people I would want having my back in a fight. He was right up there on the top.
Burter Jr. still didn't say anything, but Kami could see him fighting back tears. "I fought with your Dad a few times. It was amazing to see him fight. Him and that girl over there," he nodded towards Bra, "The three of us had a little fun in the last Friend or Foe contest Brim held. The three of us made a pretty damn good team."
Kami stopped speaking and lowered his head. He looked back up at Burter Junior as a solitary tear ran down his aged cheek. He spoke once again, his voice unwaivering. "This is the begining of something for you. Yes, your Dad is gone and we all feel terrible about it, some more than others, but you cannot let this slow you down. I'd like to be able to think that no matter what anyone says, he is watching you from somewhere."
Burter Junior nodded, he understood what the Namek was trying to tell him. "What's your name?" he asked.
"I'm Kami...lemme guess, Burter Junior?" The blue guy perked up a little.
"How'd you know?" he asked, very curious as to how the Namekian was able to guess his name so quickly.
"I might be old, but these ears still work like a charm." he let out a smile, hoping to get the kid to smile a little along with him.
The smiles quickly melted away, and Kami could see the tears rolling around in BJ's eyes. "You know, I can stand up and look the other way, you can use my robe, nobody will know with all the stuff going on in here." Kami gave the kid a pat on the shoulder and stood up. He looked away, trying to see where Bra was sitting. She was over by Uub, he wasn't sure if she was finished balling her eyes out yet. He felt a slight tug at the bottom of his robe. BJ was wiping the tears out of his eyes but refused to let them roll down his face. He's strong...like his dad Kami thought. When the tugging stopped he turned around. The kid was standing, tall and proud. Kami knelt down once again.
"Be proud kid, you're Burter's son. Nothing can take that away from you, nothing. Now lets go see how Bra is doing." With another reassuring pat on the back the two wandered over to the young girl Bra.
OOC: I hope that's alright with you Burter
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