06-04-2007, 01:29 AM
?Son of a BITCH!? Yamu rubbed his jaw where the metal fingers of the strange red fighter had dug into his skin. He kicked the pile of crimson metal sending a cascade of sparks out the other side, ?That is what you GET!? The Arlian Guardian looked up to see Jeice frozen in place, gun still pointed at the robot that now more closely resembled Swiss cheese more then a complex automaton. ?Hey?Jeice?? The white haired fighter did not respond, his eyes boring holes through the sparking robot. Yamu walked forward slowly at a slight crouch trying to get his ally?s attention ?You ok, man??
?YES!? The sudden response made Yamu to jump back and almost dropping Kari. ?FUCK YES! You said this gun was cursed!? Jeice laughed, firing another volley from the gun into the air in celebration. Yamu breathed a sigh of relief then joined in the laughter as his friend celebrated not only his first kill but the first kill with the Ki Machine Gun that had rotated through their group. Jeice danced, using the weapon like a pimp staff, digging the butt into the ground and taking exaggerated steps. ?That was for you, Bulma.? He said pointing in one direction, then spinning with more exaggerated steps pointed the other way, ?And that was for you, Paragus.?
Yamu kept laughing as he dug through the machine?s bags, ?An android doesn?t need food or water?? He tossed the bread and canteen into his own bag and found a funny looking jar under the food. Jeice was still strutting, drunk in celebration over surpassing where those who had gone before him had failed. ?Hey, Red, c?mere.?
Jeice stopped mid-jump and walked over, ?Finally decided on a nickname for me, Yamu??
?I?m trying it out?seeing if it fits. What do you make of this?? He tossed the cork plugged jar to his companion.
The white haired warrior set his firearm in the crook of his arm and popped the top off, a glowing sputter flew from top and settled over his blood stained gloves in an eerie green glow. Jeice smiled, ?Luckily for you, I studied the records. Ki Sand, just added this year.? Focusing his own energy through the sand the fighter floated the sand back into the jar and corked it. He flipped it back to Yamu. ?I?ve broken the curse of the Machine Gun, I?m keeping it. This baby is going to take me far.? He patted the rugged metal appreciatively. ?Maybe the sand will help you out.?
Yamu slid the jar into his sash for easy access. ?Y?know, it?s funny. What you said earlier, you were right.?
?About what??
?I need my friends around me. That?s why I used the medkit on ya. You saved my ass, man.? Yamu?s mind had been reflecting on it since Jeice had said it. The more he thought on it, the truer it seemed.
?You would have done the same. C?mon?I have adrenaline running to my fingernails. No way am I going to sleep, let?s use the dark to our advantage.? The fighter?s white hair was already disappearing into the dark abyss of the forest before Yamu could respond.
Going to get me killed? But the Arlian Guardian had to admit?winning was no longer enough?he wanted to be feared.
He caught up to Jeice and the pair began moving swifter then they had all day. The gloved gunner was moving smoothly again, the wound had finally healed Yamu supposed. Or, the adrenalin over making a kill really was giving Jeice a simultaneous second and third wind. The veiny titan felt the same way, sleep did not matter, even hunger was subsiding as the game circled smaller and smaller into the best of the best. He wanted them, Yamu wanted his name on the lips of those who fell. One could hide along the shores, hole up in the lighthouse, or scurry away from every encounter and one could make it pretty far doing that.
Yamu refused. He rejected that path as if it was sacrilege. Big Blue had thrown down the gauntlet and the only way to reach that end was by leaving a trail of bodies. His hands involuntarily clenched around Kari?s neck, right around the thin base to the point where the wood screamed and threatened to break. He would prove himself and he would do it head on.
No one could confidently say they would be living the next day, but Yamu knew he would at least be killing. That was enough for him?for now.
OOC: Yamu has the Ki Sand.
?YES!? The sudden response made Yamu to jump back and almost dropping Kari. ?FUCK YES! You said this gun was cursed!? Jeice laughed, firing another volley from the gun into the air in celebration. Yamu breathed a sigh of relief then joined in the laughter as his friend celebrated not only his first kill but the first kill with the Ki Machine Gun that had rotated through their group. Jeice danced, using the weapon like a pimp staff, digging the butt into the ground and taking exaggerated steps. ?That was for you, Bulma.? He said pointing in one direction, then spinning with more exaggerated steps pointed the other way, ?And that was for you, Paragus.?
Yamu kept laughing as he dug through the machine?s bags, ?An android doesn?t need food or water?? He tossed the bread and canteen into his own bag and found a funny looking jar under the food. Jeice was still strutting, drunk in celebration over surpassing where those who had gone before him had failed. ?Hey, Red, c?mere.?
Jeice stopped mid-jump and walked over, ?Finally decided on a nickname for me, Yamu??
?I?m trying it out?seeing if it fits. What do you make of this?? He tossed the cork plugged jar to his companion.
The white haired warrior set his firearm in the crook of his arm and popped the top off, a glowing sputter flew from top and settled over his blood stained gloves in an eerie green glow. Jeice smiled, ?Luckily for you, I studied the records. Ki Sand, just added this year.? Focusing his own energy through the sand the fighter floated the sand back into the jar and corked it. He flipped it back to Yamu. ?I?ve broken the curse of the Machine Gun, I?m keeping it. This baby is going to take me far.? He patted the rugged metal appreciatively. ?Maybe the sand will help you out.?
Yamu slid the jar into his sash for easy access. ?Y?know, it?s funny. What you said earlier, you were right.?
?About what??
?I need my friends around me. That?s why I used the medkit on ya. You saved my ass, man.? Yamu?s mind had been reflecting on it since Jeice had said it. The more he thought on it, the truer it seemed.
?You would have done the same. C?mon?I have adrenaline running to my fingernails. No way am I going to sleep, let?s use the dark to our advantage.? The fighter?s white hair was already disappearing into the dark abyss of the forest before Yamu could respond.
Going to get me killed? But the Arlian Guardian had to admit?winning was no longer enough?he wanted to be feared.
He caught up to Jeice and the pair began moving swifter then they had all day. The gloved gunner was moving smoothly again, the wound had finally healed Yamu supposed. Or, the adrenalin over making a kill really was giving Jeice a simultaneous second and third wind. The veiny titan felt the same way, sleep did not matter, even hunger was subsiding as the game circled smaller and smaller into the best of the best. He wanted them, Yamu wanted his name on the lips of those who fell. One could hide along the shores, hole up in the lighthouse, or scurry away from every encounter and one could make it pretty far doing that.
Yamu refused. He rejected that path as if it was sacrilege. Big Blue had thrown down the gauntlet and the only way to reach that end was by leaving a trail of bodies. His hands involuntarily clenched around Kari?s neck, right around the thin base to the point where the wood screamed and threatened to break. He would prove himself and he would do it head on.
No one could confidently say they would be living the next day, but Yamu knew he would at least be killing. That was enough for him?for now.
OOC: Yamu has the Ki Sand.
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