05-26-2006, 03:09 AM
Face to Face
Android 18 and Yajirobe
Android 18 and Yajirobe
Eighteen's eyes scanned the dim surroundings. The sun was just barely peeking out from beyond the horizon. She was treading across a very open, and vunerable field, but it seemed to be the quickest route to where she wanted to settle in for the time being. Hopefully, she could find somebody worth trusting...
Her scouter beeped without warning. An arrow in it pointed to the left. Eighteen shot an arm towards the target. She brought another arm up, pumping the shotgun and without wasting any time, pulled the trigger.
Yajirobe gasped when he saw the gun being pointed at him. He dove to the side too late, as a very strong ki blast erupted from the cannon, blasting into his shoulder. He literally spun backwards, rolling in the air twice before painfully slamming to the ground with a thud.
"Leave," Eighteen said aloud. She wasn't a cold-blooded murderer, but if nessecary, she'd have no trouble finishing what she started.
The human samarai hissed in pain as he used his injured arm to grab the bag, and then took off. Apparantly, his newly found slogan was right. Trust nobody...
Eighteen lowered the gun and let out one of her soft, familar sighs. Then, without thinking too much on the event, continued in her pre-set path.
42 Fighters Remaining
Yajirobe's got a huge, gaping hole where he's been shot in the shoulder. The arm is usable, but it's a bitch to move. Major injury
Yajirobe's got a huge, gaping hole where he's been shot in the shoulder. The arm is usable, but it's a bitch to move. Major injury