06-03-2006, 07:41 AM
?Wait a second guys.? shouted Thirteen from behind the small group of contestants. Rummaging through his sack, he tore free the chicken and placed it upon a rock. ?We?ve been moving all day and all night, perhaps a bit of food would do us all some good, eh??
Kami wanted to interject, but then, he only needed water to survive the harshness of the island. Bowing out of this decision, the elder Namekian watched and listened as the rest of the alliance began their discussion. At first, it looked almost as if the three Sayajins were going to kill the droid simultaneously, but each seemed to find good reason not to, for Trunks was the only one to reach him.
?Not right now Thirteen, ok?? It was more of an order than a question and the droid caught on quickly.
?Fine, what a waste.?
Lifting the chicken off of the rock and jettisoning it into the air, Thirteen removed his ki sword from his belt and flicked the devise on. The deadly blade of light shot out from the hilt and buzzed in the air. Masterfully swinging the weapon, he sliced the animal into hundreds of little pieces in mid air. Turning the blade off and watching the remains of the chicken rain down upon the soil, Thirteen snarled, he wasn?t sure if he could handle much more food wastage.
Tying up his sack and making haste after his allies, the machine-hybrid found his spot next to the elder Namekian once again. Turning towards Kami, Thirteen made to ask the jade warrior a question, but the words couldn?t make it to his lips, he was becoming dehydrated once again, luckily, he still had a bit of water remaining. Turning his pack around and feeling through the cloth, he found the last bottle of water, which was only three-fourths full. Unscrewing the top and downing half of the liquid, the android suddenly realized that about half of his energy had been returned to his body since their last scrimmage, this was good news to him, as long as he could avoid confrontation until he was fully recovered, his likely hood of surviving was great.
?Thirsty much?? questioned Kami, almost sounding humorous, but it would seem that his lack of actual caring came across stronger than the humor.
Completely unsure as to how to answer the question, the droid kept his gaze to the front, watching the little green man near his master. Instead of walking straight, the little guy had to do more of a ?hop and waddle? maneuver to get around, it was actually quite amusing. Muffled noises were escaping the tiny creature?s body, which only made the scene even funnier.
?Well,? thought Android Thirteen as he kept pace with Kami, who was still behind the Sayajin Trio. ?If anything, at least this part of the journey is entertaining.?
Kami wanted to interject, but then, he only needed water to survive the harshness of the island. Bowing out of this decision, the elder Namekian watched and listened as the rest of the alliance began their discussion. At first, it looked almost as if the three Sayajins were going to kill the droid simultaneously, but each seemed to find good reason not to, for Trunks was the only one to reach him.
?Not right now Thirteen, ok?? It was more of an order than a question and the droid caught on quickly.
?Fine, what a waste.?
Lifting the chicken off of the rock and jettisoning it into the air, Thirteen removed his ki sword from his belt and flicked the devise on. The deadly blade of light shot out from the hilt and buzzed in the air. Masterfully swinging the weapon, he sliced the animal into hundreds of little pieces in mid air. Turning the blade off and watching the remains of the chicken rain down upon the soil, Thirteen snarled, he wasn?t sure if he could handle much more food wastage.
Tying up his sack and making haste after his allies, the machine-hybrid found his spot next to the elder Namekian once again. Turning towards Kami, Thirteen made to ask the jade warrior a question, but the words couldn?t make it to his lips, he was becoming dehydrated once again, luckily, he still had a bit of water remaining. Turning his pack around and feeling through the cloth, he found the last bottle of water, which was only three-fourths full. Unscrewing the top and downing half of the liquid, the android suddenly realized that about half of his energy had been returned to his body since their last scrimmage, this was good news to him, as long as he could avoid confrontation until he was fully recovered, his likely hood of surviving was great.
?Thirsty much?? questioned Kami, almost sounding humorous, but it would seem that his lack of actual caring came across stronger than the humor.
Completely unsure as to how to answer the question, the droid kept his gaze to the front, watching the little green man near his master. Instead of walking straight, the little guy had to do more of a ?hop and waddle? maneuver to get around, it was actually quite amusing. Muffled noises were escaping the tiny creature?s body, which only made the scene even funnier.
?Well,? thought Android Thirteen as he kept pace with Kami, who was still behind the Sayajin Trio. ?If anything, at least this part of the journey is entertaining.?