11-24-2006, 10:49 PM
As Jeice stepped into the tele-tube, he was instantly transported to a large dimly lit room, filled with fighters. There were few familiar faces but they were overwhelmed by the unknown ones. He slowly moved himself into a secluded spot in what seemed to be a castle. This whole thing was a little strange to the red fighter but nevertheless he would do what was need of him.
Though this would probably be the last was he took part in. During the last war he was in, he had seen a lot of killing and even more death. However in both of these wars he helped fight against an invading force, and tried to maintain peace within the territory under attack. Though to have peace sometimes there must be destruction.
He was unsure of his duties in this war and didn?t want to get in anyone?s way, so slowly moved towards a chair in the secluded part of the castle. Watching as many soldiers he had never before seen ran back and forth, preparing for the upcoming battle. He sat down and stayed quiet, thinking to himself about what he was about to embark on and if he was sure it was what he wanted for himself. The only thing that was for sure at this point was, when the time came, he would put all of his effort into defeating his opponents to win this war.
He sat motionless with his arms folded and legs tucked under the chair as he waited for word of the fight starting.
(OOC: Realy short and kinda bad...but I wasnt sure what to do and I havn't posted in a while so I threw this up.)
Though this would probably be the last was he took part in. During the last war he was in, he had seen a lot of killing and even more death. However in both of these wars he helped fight against an invading force, and tried to maintain peace within the territory under attack. Though to have peace sometimes there must be destruction.
He was unsure of his duties in this war and didn?t want to get in anyone?s way, so slowly moved towards a chair in the secluded part of the castle. Watching as many soldiers he had never before seen ran back and forth, preparing for the upcoming battle. He sat down and stayed quiet, thinking to himself about what he was about to embark on and if he was sure it was what he wanted for himself. The only thing that was for sure at this point was, when the time came, he would put all of his effort into defeating his opponents to win this war.
He sat motionless with his arms folded and legs tucked under the chair as he waited for word of the fight starting.
(OOC: Realy short and kinda bad...but I wasnt sure what to do and I havn't posted in a while so I threw this up.)

