05-28-2006, 11:19 PM
Garlic was wiggling on the ground cussing about someone's mother or something along those lines. Kami came to his aid and tried to bandage up his leg the best he could. Garlic kept squirming aorund. "Stop moving." Garlic didn't listen to the old Namek, his leg hurt too damn much. Kami slapped him across the face. Garlic suddenly stopped squirming around. "That's better. Now hang on." Kami took a bandage out of his bag and wrapped up Garlic's leg the best he could. It was still bleeding but it seemed like it might stop at some point. He then picked up the little green man to keep him from having to walk and went inside the barn.
Garlic was still cussing when they got inside. "Don't make me try and cauderize that with a ki blast." Garlic looked at Kami and grimmaced, for once he didn't have a witty comeback. His leg hurt too damn much to be funny right now. Trunks was in a pile of hay with Thirteen's body sticking out from underneath him. Kami shook his head, "Didn't anyone ever teach you how to shoot one of those things?" Kami said, nodding towards the gun nearby.
He set Garlic Jr. down and helped Trunks up. "Hey Hellfighter! Did you get any of em?"
"I know I got some sucker in the gut." Kami heard from the rafters in the bard. The android made his way back down to chat with the group, his sniper rifle slung over his shoulder.
Kami looked at the gun, "I just wouldn't look as cool with a hairbrush strapped to my back...anyways..." The Namek trailed off a bit. Thirteen was back up on his feet and Trunks was looking around. Kami spoke up again, "Hey, if anything we've kept ourselves out of a big fight again...it's too bad Garlic took a hit." Trunks perked up a bit, this was new information to him.
"Is he ok? What happened?" Kami pointed to the ball of swearing hay that was being kicked around.
"Apparently, his 'leg really fucking fuckedy fuck god damn why didn't I move better damnit! This sucks!', I think translated into English from merchant marine it means his leg kinda hurts. He should be ok, I bandaged it up. He should pull himself together soon as well."
They closed up the open barn door and sat down.
"Now what?"
Garlic was still cussing when they got inside. "Don't make me try and cauderize that with a ki blast." Garlic looked at Kami and grimmaced, for once he didn't have a witty comeback. His leg hurt too damn much to be funny right now. Trunks was in a pile of hay with Thirteen's body sticking out from underneath him. Kami shook his head, "Didn't anyone ever teach you how to shoot one of those things?" Kami said, nodding towards the gun nearby.
He set Garlic Jr. down and helped Trunks up. "Hey Hellfighter! Did you get any of em?"
"I know I got some sucker in the gut." Kami heard from the rafters in the bard. The android made his way back down to chat with the group, his sniper rifle slung over his shoulder.
Kami looked at the gun, "I just wouldn't look as cool with a hairbrush strapped to my back...anyways..." The Namek trailed off a bit. Thirteen was back up on his feet and Trunks was looking around. Kami spoke up again, "Hey, if anything we've kept ourselves out of a big fight again...it's too bad Garlic took a hit." Trunks perked up a bit, this was new information to him.
"Is he ok? What happened?" Kami pointed to the ball of swearing hay that was being kicked around.
"Apparently, his 'leg really fucking fuckedy fuck god damn why didn't I move better damnit! This sucks!', I think translated into English from merchant marine it means his leg kinda hurts. He should be ok, I bandaged it up. He should pull himself together soon as well."
They closed up the open barn door and sat down.
"Now what?"
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