05-19-2007, 12:47 AM
Pikkon sat silently on the bed as Doma conversed with the lady attendant who had just delivered a plate and a tin of beautiful food. Doma opened the lid of the tin; he glanced down at its contents and smiled. Pulling up a small nightstand besides his bed he placed two chairs around it. Emptying the tin?s contents onto the supplied plate, Pikkons eyes lit up as a real feast was presented before him. The sheer smell was enough to make Pikkons stomachs begin to rumble, he couldn?t remember the last time he was shown such beautiful food. Doma pulled up two chairs to the nightstand and turned to face the green warrior still sitting on his bed.
"Care to join me, Pikkon?" Doma asked, gesturing to the extra chair. "There is plenty food for both of us."
Pikkon was stunned; this new warrior he had met was by far the friendliest person in the room, who would decline such an invitation.
?Sure,? Pikkon replied pulling the empty chair out a little and sitting down. The kindness of this warrior was amazing he thought as he glanced over the food laid out before him. Pikkon had given respect almost instantly upon meeting this being called Doma. And now being offered food after such a short greeting was amazing he thought to himself. A newfound friend this Doma was sure to make.
As the two warriors slowly picked through the food eating small bits at a time enjoying and savouring the flavour of every bite, there conversation turned to the impending start of Dante?s Abyss.
Neither of them really knew what they had gotten themselves into before arriving at the barracks and being confronted by the mighty warriors who where also awaiting DA. Now that they had seen some of the competition, conversation soon turned to strategically planning, not so much to win, but simply to stay alive for as long as they could.
The food had soon disappeared, and the two new found friends sat back in their respective chairs satisfied with the meal that had fuelled them. Pikkon with one hand rubbing his belly had a large smile on his face. He was content and happy, possibly the last time he would feel so with DA just around the corner. He turned to Doma.
?So how do you plan on handling yourself in DA when a confrontation arrises,? Pikkon asked inquisitively remembering what Doma had stated earlier.
"Care to join me, Pikkon?" Doma asked, gesturing to the extra chair. "There is plenty food for both of us."
Pikkon was stunned; this new warrior he had met was by far the friendliest person in the room, who would decline such an invitation.
?Sure,? Pikkon replied pulling the empty chair out a little and sitting down. The kindness of this warrior was amazing he thought as he glanced over the food laid out before him. Pikkon had given respect almost instantly upon meeting this being called Doma. And now being offered food after such a short greeting was amazing he thought to himself. A newfound friend this Doma was sure to make.
As the two warriors slowly picked through the food eating small bits at a time enjoying and savouring the flavour of every bite, there conversation turned to the impending start of Dante?s Abyss.
Neither of them really knew what they had gotten themselves into before arriving at the barracks and being confronted by the mighty warriors who where also awaiting DA. Now that they had seen some of the competition, conversation soon turned to strategically planning, not so much to win, but simply to stay alive for as long as they could.
The food had soon disappeared, and the two new found friends sat back in their respective chairs satisfied with the meal that had fuelled them. Pikkon with one hand rubbing his belly had a large smile on his face. He was content and happy, possibly the last time he would feel so with DA just around the corner. He turned to Doma.
?So how do you plan on handling yourself in DA when a confrontation arrises,? Pikkon asked inquisitively remembering what Doma had stated earlier.