12-13-2006, 05:14 AM
Gokua raised a hand, signaling the unit to stop. ?We?re here.?
?We?re here!? Kiro shouted out to the rest of the unit.
They gazed at the large gates of the fortress before them; it was Monte Christo. They had traveled long and far to finally arrive to their intended designation, and it would be well worth it. Inside, beds and supplies would surely be plentiful; and that brought comfort to his exhausted group. They were tired of resting on the cold ground and eating out of cans. This was their reward, so to speak.
The gates slowly opened as the guards that watched over the land recognized the color of the unit; red. Gokua gradually guided his steed in, and his men soon followed?Kiro went second, and then the rest of the men soon entered.
A petite group of odd soldiers cheered Gokua?s unit to their arrival. The alien smiled, knowing that his travel was not in vain. He hopped off of his steed, and with a gentle snap of his fingers, a soldier took the reins of his pearl-white stallion and slowly took it over to the horses? range.
?W?we?re really here!? a soldier exclaimed, unable to keep his enthusiasm inside any longer. ?Alas, real food and actual resting places! We will live like real men, and not poor peasants!?
Kiro looked back. ?Please, this is merely a pit-stop, I presume, so don?t get too attached to this place.? He looked back at his leader. ?Isn?t that right, General Gokua??
?I am not entirely sure, Kiro,? he replied as he looked over the fortress. ?The one thing I do know, however, I shall find me a saloon and have my way with their alcoholic beverages.?
A sweat drop trickled down Kiro?s dry head. ?That idiot always thinks about getting tipsy,? he muttered, but his effort was in vain. Gokua?s large ears allowed him to hear the remark.
The orange-haired warrior chuckled. ?Damn right." he muttered back. "Men!? he abruptly shouted. ?Now, have fun tonight?you deserve it!?
The men cheered with great joy as they soon dispersed.
?We?re here!? Kiro shouted out to the rest of the unit.
They gazed at the large gates of the fortress before them; it was Monte Christo. They had traveled long and far to finally arrive to their intended designation, and it would be well worth it. Inside, beds and supplies would surely be plentiful; and that brought comfort to his exhausted group. They were tired of resting on the cold ground and eating out of cans. This was their reward, so to speak.
The gates slowly opened as the guards that watched over the land recognized the color of the unit; red. Gokua gradually guided his steed in, and his men soon followed?Kiro went second, and then the rest of the men soon entered.
A petite group of odd soldiers cheered Gokua?s unit to their arrival. The alien smiled, knowing that his travel was not in vain. He hopped off of his steed, and with a gentle snap of his fingers, a soldier took the reins of his pearl-white stallion and slowly took it over to the horses? range.
?W?we?re really here!? a soldier exclaimed, unable to keep his enthusiasm inside any longer. ?Alas, real food and actual resting places! We will live like real men, and not poor peasants!?
Kiro looked back. ?Please, this is merely a pit-stop, I presume, so don?t get too attached to this place.? He looked back at his leader. ?Isn?t that right, General Gokua??
?I am not entirely sure, Kiro,? he replied as he looked over the fortress. ?The one thing I do know, however, I shall find me a saloon and have my way with their alcoholic beverages.?
A sweat drop trickled down Kiro?s dry head. ?That idiot always thinks about getting tipsy,? he muttered, but his effort was in vain. Gokua?s large ears allowed him to hear the remark.
The orange-haired warrior chuckled. ?Damn right." he muttered back. "Men!? he abruptly shouted. ?Now, have fun tonight?you deserve it!?
The men cheered with great joy as they soon dispersed.
![[Image: 1stAerosig.png]](http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q218/Aerogfx/sigs/1stAerosig.png)
Placed 3rd in Dante's Abyss 08