Post by sgtcookie on Jan 22, 2011 17:55:57 GMT -5
"If I had a shilling every time that happened....then I'd have two."
Overheard from a spice bar regular
Trea was addressing the new crew members on the use of the arena.
"There are only three rules when in the arena, you must not kill your opponent, when you step in the ring rank means nothing, only skill or strength is all that matters. And finally, what happens in the ring, stays in the ring. Trea points to one of the new crewmen. "The choice of weapon and opponent is yours."
The crewmen responds "I shall use no weapon, you captain may use one if you wish."
Trea smiled and took off his jacket.
"This one seems confident, could be trouble" he thought.
Trea's opponent appeared to be rather average, except for a large burn that covered all his face apart from the lips.
This image was striking to say the least, but it didn't deform him, just gave him a unique appearance.
Trea and the crewmen both entered the ring.
"This guy is strong." Trea thought. "Why?" After getting thrown about for about 10 solid minutes.
"An under skin leviathan suit!" Trea realised after about 10 more minutes.
"CAPTAIN!" boomed from the comm system at that moment.
"What is it?" Trea quickly asked.
"Breathorn captain. We are approaching the shipping lane he has been attacking." Came from the speaker.
"Go in cold and start looking for solar trails. Variance of Kelvin Zero." Trea quickly responded.
"Aye aye, Trea." Came from the comm system.
Trea turned away from the comm system, "Everyone get to your stations!, prep the scout shuttle."
"We are going to have one hell of a fight, aren't we Captain?" The crewmen Trea was fighting exclaimed.
"Yes we are, my friend. Yes we are." Said Trea.
Overheard from a spice bar regular
Trea was addressing the new crew members on the use of the arena.
"There are only three rules when in the arena, you must not kill your opponent, when you step in the ring rank means nothing, only skill or strength is all that matters. And finally, what happens in the ring, stays in the ring. Trea points to one of the new crewmen. "The choice of weapon and opponent is yours."
The crewmen responds "I shall use no weapon, you captain may use one if you wish."
Trea smiled and took off his jacket.
"This one seems confident, could be trouble" he thought.
Trea's opponent appeared to be rather average, except for a large burn that covered all his face apart from the lips.
This image was striking to say the least, but it didn't deform him, just gave him a unique appearance.
Trea and the crewmen both entered the ring.
"This guy is strong." Trea thought. "Why?" After getting thrown about for about 10 solid minutes.
"An under skin leviathan suit!" Trea realised after about 10 more minutes.
"CAPTAIN!" boomed from the comm system at that moment.
"What is it?" Trea quickly asked.
"Breathorn captain. We are approaching the shipping lane he has been attacking." Came from the speaker.
"Go in cold and start looking for solar trails. Variance of Kelvin Zero." Trea quickly responded.
"Aye aye, Trea." Came from the comm system.
Trea turned away from the comm system, "Everyone get to your stations!, prep the scout shuttle."
"We are going to have one hell of a fight, aren't we Captain?" The crewmen Trea was fighting exclaimed.
"Yes we are, my friend. Yes we are." Said Trea.