05-25-2007, 07:34 PM
Kami found himself with a little time on his hands as a result of his current approach to the game. It allowed him to think briefly on the past DA tournaments he had been a part of and how he had faired in the past. Considering he spent a majority of one of the tournaments as a disembodied head, he had made great strides in increasing his placing in the tournament. The solitude on the island reminded him of the Lookout which he spent so much of his time ontop of, whether it be watching over the Earth or laughing maniacly while he ruled it with an iron fist. The latter was a feeling he was not sure he even wanted to be close to again.
He shifted his weight and readjusted himself. Deciding he had been sitting for for too long he ran down the stairs and then up again before going back to his spot and stretching out a bit. The technology of the tournament had robbed him of some of his abilities, but not all of them. Reaching his arm down the stairs it continued to stretch out like a rubber band until it finally grasped onto something down below. With a thought the extremity soared back to it's original length like a recalled tape measure. In his fist was a small rat, whom he had glanced at earlier.
The Namek took a small piece of bread from his bag and held it infront of the terrified rodent. Slowly he sniffed around and realized there was food before him. As he began to munch away Kami set the rat down next to him. His new friend ate away, but had some calm sense about him, rather uncharacteristic of a rat. The little furball scurried around a bit, coming up to the Namekian and tried to climb up his pant leg. Kami grabbed him and set him up on his shoulder. He gave the rat a little pet on the head. The small creature moved a bit more and then settled down. Soon enough he hopped down and ran back into the shadows.
That was fine with Kami, the rat would probably be safer where ever it had been hiding before anyways. It was only a matter of time before the Guardian of Earth would be showing a far less kind and gentle side.
He shifted his weight and readjusted himself. Deciding he had been sitting for for too long he ran down the stairs and then up again before going back to his spot and stretching out a bit. The technology of the tournament had robbed him of some of his abilities, but not all of them. Reaching his arm down the stairs it continued to stretch out like a rubber band until it finally grasped onto something down below. With a thought the extremity soared back to it's original length like a recalled tape measure. In his fist was a small rat, whom he had glanced at earlier.
The Namek took a small piece of bread from his bag and held it infront of the terrified rodent. Slowly he sniffed around and realized there was food before him. As he began to munch away Kami set the rat down next to him. His new friend ate away, but had some calm sense about him, rather uncharacteristic of a rat. The little furball scurried around a bit, coming up to the Namekian and tried to climb up his pant leg. Kami grabbed him and set him up on his shoulder. He gave the rat a little pet on the head. The small creature moved a bit more and then settled down. Soon enough he hopped down and ran back into the shadows.
That was fine with Kami, the rat would probably be safer where ever it had been hiding before anyways. It was only a matter of time before the Guardian of Earth would be showing a far less kind and gentle side.
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