06-11-2007, 05:14 AM
Kami heard the lastest announcement. It sounded like things were finally winding down for once. His newly twisted form shuffled about on the island. His movement was lacking thus far, and now there was no need to be running around. He took a seat on a large rock. The wind kicked up again, bringing in some fresh sea air across his sweat wridden brow. He was tired of moving around. He wanted a fight, and he wanted it soon.
With the lockdown approaching, the Namek did his best to calm his mind. His desire to prove his worth was ever present in his thoughts, but everything else was unimportant. Time was running down, and he'd be able to show the other fighters, the viewers, bet placers and everyone watching. He'd show them what he could really do, broken back or not, they'd be in for one hell of a ride.
With the lockdown approaching, the Namek did his best to calm his mind. His desire to prove his worth was ever present in his thoughts, but everything else was unimportant. Time was running down, and he'd be able to show the other fighters, the viewers, bet placers and everyone watching. He'd show them what he could really do, broken back or not, they'd be in for one hell of a ride.
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