11-28-2006, 01:04 AM
He was anxious, at best. Possessing his own array of predictions as to where the enemy troops were located, what Broli feared the most was the possibility of them walking into a trap. The land was unrecorded to the Saiya-Jin, his eyes piercing over the landscape as the troope marched onward. He thought back to his last moments with his king, Vejita I. Earlier that day, the two units had departed, having taken on new unit names due to the growing threat of an information leak. He only hoped that Vejita Ou had been successful in taking the port, as it was a necessary location for the Dante forces to gain a foothold outside of their territory.
His thoughts broke as he found himself marching with a younger soldier at his side. He could tell by the soldier?s facial features that a Konat was standing next to him. As the Konat looked up at the Commander, he recognized the face of a friend from ages past. ?Minoshia? I?m glad to have you with me.?
Minoshia nodded in agreement, though neither of them broke their stern faces to show a smile of companionship. ?Glad to be here, Broli.?
The two had not encountered one another since the first uprising of the Cold Industries Army, an alliance designed to gain complete domination over an array of vital planets in order to control the solar system. They had been successful, for a time, before the alliance crumbled. Either way, Broli had recalled Minoshia being a tenacious fighter, one who did not give up despite wildly unfortunate odds. His past experience with the Konat, in fact, had led him to draft the warrior in the first place. The Konat had yet to fail the Saiya-Jin, and Broli didn?t expect him to.
?You?re different,? noted the Saiya-Jin.
Minoshia looked to the ground, saying nothing. But it was there, a darkness that Burori could feel, regardless of the lack of any affirmation from his Lieutenant. Broli didn?t know what to think of it. It was clear that his second in command possessed a lust for battle deep inside of him. Broli hoped, as they marched together, that the Konat would be able to use it when the time came. An undeniable power existed within Minoshia, one that would rip apart any who stood in the way of Team Outland.
And so they marched onward.
OOC: Just marching, marching, marching.
His thoughts broke as he found himself marching with a younger soldier at his side. He could tell by the soldier?s facial features that a Konat was standing next to him. As the Konat looked up at the Commander, he recognized the face of a friend from ages past. ?Minoshia? I?m glad to have you with me.?
Minoshia nodded in agreement, though neither of them broke their stern faces to show a smile of companionship. ?Glad to be here, Broli.?
The two had not encountered one another since the first uprising of the Cold Industries Army, an alliance designed to gain complete domination over an array of vital planets in order to control the solar system. They had been successful, for a time, before the alliance crumbled. Either way, Broli had recalled Minoshia being a tenacious fighter, one who did not give up despite wildly unfortunate odds. His past experience with the Konat, in fact, had led him to draft the warrior in the first place. The Konat had yet to fail the Saiya-Jin, and Broli didn?t expect him to.
?You?re different,? noted the Saiya-Jin.
Minoshia looked to the ground, saying nothing. But it was there, a darkness that Burori could feel, regardless of the lack of any affirmation from his Lieutenant. Broli didn?t know what to think of it. It was clear that his second in command possessed a lust for battle deep inside of him. Broli hoped, as they marched together, that the Konat would be able to use it when the time came. An undeniable power existed within Minoshia, one that would rip apart any who stood in the way of Team Outland.
And so they marched onward.
OOC: Just marching, marching, marching.