Day Two: Evening

[Bujin]

?Move, move, move,? Bujin commented to Celipa softly as their group steadily increased in numbers. ?That?s all we ever do. Why can?t we kill people lying down??

The female Saiyan chuckled, but kept her pace steady. Bujin sighed and waddled along behind her, slightly disappointed that she completely misunderstood the point of his comment. The blue man hated people, at least when it came to Dante?s Abyss. Why would he bother making any relationship when he would shoot it down days later? The idea didn?t make sense to him, and to be honest, he was starting to re-evaluate his position on everything. He couldn?t leave now, however, because that would be particularly cowardly. Plus, he couldn?t get away from the group without the danger of getting shot in the back ? an added incentive.

Since Bujin broke camp with Celipa and Yamu?s group, two new people were added. He didn?t understand why, really, but that was his own fault. Bujin didn?t really pay attention to anything that was ever said, but he still had no qualms about getting pissed at the lack of information he was getting. He had also neglected to use his scouter, which made him feel particularly stupid. However, his wander-around-aimlessly tactic was working so far, so it couldn?t be all bad. In short, the blue midget had no idea what was going on. For all he knew, they were about to all turn towards his smallish figure and pull the nearest trigger in sight.

The two new people that were added to the group were the biggest worry in his eyes. One of them had long hair and an eerily familiar face ? like Bujin had seen him somewhere before. The other had an odd look that made the small man kind of depressed for almost no reason. From what Bujin gathered, they were only there momentarily to work for a common goal, but he couldn?t help but feel suspicious. They were, after all, in a position that was separated from the rest of the group. Then again, so was he and Celipa, so his entire doubt was completely based off of a double standard.

You look terrible, Bujin, Rae commented with concern. Bujin examined himself closely, and chuckled lightly.

?Thanks,? he commented to the voice, ignoring the confused glance that Celipa shot at him. He was focused on Rae at the time, but Bujin wondered somewhere in the back of his mind why Celipa didn?t just ask. He was tired of trying to be cautious, but of course, he couldn?t exactly just out-and-tell her. That wasn?t the worst of it, though. The voices themselves were the problem. Since he first got them, he had come to the realization that he had gone insane. In addition, he came to terms with it. However, with two dominating personalities constantly overlapping themselves inside his weakened state of mind, his sense of identity had disappeared.

What was he doing?