Day Five: Morning

[Burter]

Face to Face

Bujin

Kami

Five days. It had been five goddamn days since he had been thrown on the island. As if he wasn't fucked up enough, now he had to deal with the fact that he was without food, water, and a map. In short, Bujin was fucked. He had nothing. He was wasted.

When Kami stumbled upon him, all he could feel was pity. The blue withered alien was literally crawling, just going as far in one direction as he could go. There was no real chance for him anymore. He had pretty much given up.

"Damn," the namek sighed. He recognized the beaten warrior from the large fight he had gotten into before. "Talk about a shame."

The namek raised up his pistol, sighing.

#07 Bujin DEAD

12 Remain

Kami can take the ki machine gun