Day Three: Afternoon

[Yamu]

Jeice sat propped up against a tree, gauze wrapped from his pecs all the way to his waist. He was eating from a can of some unknown vegetable, as both warriors took their first real rest since the chaotic maelstrom of death they had fought in that morning. Yamu walked over with one of the empty cans they had already finished off filled with a strong smelling alcohol. The veiny giant mused, ?Look what I also found in Paragus?s bag?? He held up the bottle of liquor they had toasted their second day on the island with. The ebony eyed Earthling lifted his own can containing a shot. ?We haven?t had a chance today, here?s to Day Three, Jeice.?

?Here?s to Paragus.? The white haired warrior replied and they both downed their drinks. ?You shouldn?t have used the medkit on me?I would have been fine??

Yamu laughed as he took a seat next to him, poking through what food was left in their bags. ?Jeice, I?m all for bravado, but you had a fucking train spike running through you. Boasting can only get you so far.?

The red skinned warrior spun the stringy vegetables in his can with great attention, refusing to look up. ?You have a better chance of winning then I do. You should have saved it, used on yourself later when you needed it. I?m still beat up as hell and can?t do as near as much as you can. You had better chances saving it for yourself.?

The acid burns had subsided from puss filled pockets into a criss-crossed of pinkish scars that made his face near impossible to form expressions, but anyone could tell he was dead serious at that moment. ?I have a better chance of winning with a fighter of your tenacity guarding my back. BUT, if you do die?I?m leaving that haunted gun where it lies! No one can hit a barn with it so far.?

They both chuckled, ?You and Kari make quite a team as it is?I don?t think you?ll need the machine gun. But, you?ll take it with you anyways.?

Yamu leaned back against his own tree, amused, ?Why would you think a thing like that? Maybe I?ll just smash it where it lays so no one else can use it.?

Jeice chortled keeping his attention locked on the contents of his can, ?Nah, you?ll take it with you. You get your strength form your friends?I saw it in you when you saw that guy on the hill?the one you called ?Burter?. It ignited something in you, something that helped you single handedly drop two Super Saiya-Jins. Same thing with Kari?you get a sense of resolve with her in your hands. The memories she kindles in you gives you drive. If I fall?you?ll keep the gun. Even if you don?t shoot it, it will make you stronger.?

The sun?s rays were slowly changing colors, evening would be upon them soon. Yamu watched the bright yellow slowly shifting to orange as he spoke, ?That?s pretty deep, Jeice.? The white haired warrior just nodded in reply. ?Thank you?for having my back. It is hard to trust people in this game that you?ve known for years and I just met you before we came in.?

Jeice smiled, ?Just remember that you have to trust somebody, there really isn?t a point to winning if you have no one to celebrate with.? The gloved fighter stood, groaning as his injured muscles stretched. ?C?mon, we have a whole night to find someone?I?m not leaving without at least ONE kill to my name??

?One of our comrades has died in every battle we?ve been in and you still are chomping at the bit for a fight.?

Jeice shrugged, ?It?s why we?re here, isn?t it??