Day Two: Evening

[Kami]

Kami, still a little dejected from his failure to be much of a pirate, carried on moving without spending much time dwelling on the former bug like fighter Vegeta had so swiftly rid the tournament of. The old Namek wasn't sure how much longer this group would stay together before it began to tear itself apart, as so many large groups ended up doing. He hoped his cunning pirate friend was still on his side and thinking the same thing.

Jack strolled alongside Kami "I really did want that box...savvy?" Kami nodded his head, this was probably the best clue he was going to get from the pirate as to his intentions and it didn't yield much of anything. He saw the young cyan haired girl look over her shoulder and Kami gave her a slow nod, acknowledging the young half-sayjin fighter.

"Quite the dame, wouldn't you say?" Jack said, in between rum burps. Kami shot him a stern look. While he knew the girl's father was walking along with them, he couldn't help but feel a need to look out for her, as she had done for him in the past. He also just generally liked the kid and had her best interests at heart.

"No Jack. Not this one." a very serious tone scorched across the Namek's lips. The pirate simply help up his hands as if to say 'I give' and the duo continued on with the rest of the crowd.

"Any plans for the box Vegeta?" Kami hollered from the back. The Sayjin prince looked over his shoulder.

"None that involve anyone taking it from me." Kami almost laughed, wondering if this was an attempt at a joke, but decided it wouldn't be wise to laugh at the short tempered Sayjin. Bardock looked back at the Namekian as well. Kami didn't really know this fighter at all, but was curious to know why he was with the rest of them. Jack pipped up again.

"Is the rum gone?" he said, looking through his bag. There was a clanking of bottles and then a triunphant yell. "Nope! Still here!"