06-05-2007, 12:44 AM
Jeice finally felt like he was carrying his own weight in the game, and not having to rely on the talents of his allies. Though being friends with Yamu definitely supported his chances of survival, he wanted to show he was able to do what was necessary. It was his first kill in the game so far, the first time it was him and only him who could be credited with another player?s death. The moment slowly played over in his mind. Raising the barrel of the gun to face the robot and his finger tightly hugging the trigger, the first round of bullet tearing through his opponents back revealing cut up wires and circuits.
His hand firmly grasped the handle of the gun, index finger treading the trigger waiting to pull back and fire off another round of ammunition. He tilted his head to face his companion. He was unsure if he would be able to kill Yamu if the time had come, he considered the human to be a friend to him and killing one of his friends wasn?t something he wanted to do, but if the time should come he didn?t know if he would. The only thing that brought the question to his mind was the fact that he didn?t know what Yamu would do in the situation. For all he knew the bald human would swing the nail covered bat into the back of his head, one less person to worry about.
But if they wanted to get further in the game they would have to rely on each other, trust each other with their lives. Any doubt whatsoever could quickly lead to an unwanted death. The last thing Jeice wanted was to be running around the island alone while everyone else wanted to kill him. Having someone that would look out for him was somewhat reassuring, even if it was only for the time being. His head tilted back and gently knocked into the trunk of a tree, he let out a brief sigh before returning to his feet. He slowly walked over to his motionless friend, who had still been meditating as these thoughts of betrayal and death circled Jeice?s mind.
He figured it was time to move. The white haired warrior was eager for another fight, eager to pull the trigger on the next unsuspecting son of a bitch and eliminate them from the game, and the only way to do that would be to hunt for their next victim. But who could it be?
His hand firmly grasped the handle of the gun, index finger treading the trigger waiting to pull back and fire off another round of ammunition. He tilted his head to face his companion. He was unsure if he would be able to kill Yamu if the time had come, he considered the human to be a friend to him and killing one of his friends wasn?t something he wanted to do, but if the time should come he didn?t know if he would. The only thing that brought the question to his mind was the fact that he didn?t know what Yamu would do in the situation. For all he knew the bald human would swing the nail covered bat into the back of his head, one less person to worry about.
But if they wanted to get further in the game they would have to rely on each other, trust each other with their lives. Any doubt whatsoever could quickly lead to an unwanted death. The last thing Jeice wanted was to be running around the island alone while everyone else wanted to kill him. Having someone that would look out for him was somewhat reassuring, even if it was only for the time being. His head tilted back and gently knocked into the trunk of a tree, he let out a brief sigh before returning to his feet. He slowly walked over to his motionless friend, who had still been meditating as these thoughts of betrayal and death circled Jeice?s mind.
He figured it was time to move. The white haired warrior was eager for another fight, eager to pull the trigger on the next unsuspecting son of a bitch and eliminate them from the game, and the only way to do that would be to hunt for their next victim. But who could it be?
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