Day One: Afternoon

[Retane]

So Bulma still lives. She now knows Nappa is dead. What a pity I couldn't deliver the news personally.

Retane and Twenty both rested across from each other. The namek knew not of what the android was thinking, but he could only assume it was along the lines of the game, the namek, and tactics. The mercenary, on the other hand, wanted to continue this game. He could think on his feet and wanted to place better then what he would if he died at this moment.

He couldn't rely on the cowards of the game to do his dirty work. Obviously, thats just what they were. There had been fourty-four at the begining and only six had been eliminated? They were virgins to the horrors of the world. Pure and innocent! The Island of the Abyss would taste that purity if the rogue had anything to say about it.

"Perhaps we should move on", called the mechanical human.

"Yes. There are plenty of people to be eliminated still."

The namek looked to see what his companion would do or say but got no reaction. To that Retane could only answer the silence with his cards. He produced and shuffled them, noting the nine of hearts and ace of spades. He drew the queen of clubs and nodded accordingly and checked his compass and pionted, "We will go that way."

Twenty watrched and noted how his ally decided on their choice. The namek noticed this. It brought up the pondering of the androids weapon. He hadn't shown it yet and the Namek wasn't sure if the cyborg trusted him to tell him. Or maybe he had lost it? Retane tossed the nunchukas to Twenty who caught them. "You might need those. But if we come across a blue haired bitch, I'd like them back momentarily to use them on her."

The warrior stalked off without another word. The droid obviously followed.

NOTE: Andoriod 20 has the nunchuks.