[PS] Undrafted Meeting Grounds

[Mowgli]

Retane?s eyes remained focused on the television, as did the eyes of the human Yamcha. The warrior on the screen who Retane was interacting with seemed to resemble a fighter that Yamcha had seen before.

Retanes swift movement and the giant warriors slow reactions. At first it seemed the two were friendly towards each other, but then Retane killed him. Yamcha was amazed at the fact that a warrior of the size and stature equivalent to the saiyan shown on the screen was killed by a simple playing card. He was slightly annoyed at the fact he could hear nothing, but he got the message. He stood there standing beside the cold blooded Retane.

Now slightly worried because of the fact that the same pouch Retane carried that day. Yamcha turned his head when the blood began to spew from the saiyan?s neck onto Retane.

When Retane saw this he said one word ?Watch.?

For some odd reason, Yamcha chose to listen and he reverted all of his attention to the television once again. He could see a sadistic smile spread across the face of Retane on the screen, and a smirk on the face of Retane who stood beside him.

Feeling uncomfortable Yamcha quickly attempted to change the subject ?You still haven?t beaten me yet Mr. Retane. That video ain?t gunna save you in this contest.? joked Yamcha.

Yamcha refilled both his cup and the cup that belonged to Retane. He picked up his cup, and picked up Retane?s cup. As he began to gulp the once more, he handed Retane his cup in the hopes that their little competition may continue, and the thoughts that were racing through the mind of Yamcha. The boy drank yet another cup of sweetened water, and Retane stood there looking at him with an ice cold stare.

Yamcha placed Retane?s cup back down and sat on the nearest seat he could find.

OOC: Short once again