05-24-2007, 06:14 AM
The mercenary looked to Tapion, "He's here, you know."
The lvish warrior looked back to him knowing all to well who Retane had been talking about.
"What will you do if we meet up with him?" Retanes stare was peircing, hunting for the truth before the Konat ever spoke. He got no answer but watched the brother turn and look ahead.
"What will you do?" It was a sad and curious voice and it echoed throughout Retane's head like as if Tapion had thrown a grenade at his own head. The assassin turned away and grunted, not knowing what to say. As of right now, Minoshia had betrayed them, or at least given up on them. When they met face to face, Retane would not know what to do. The namek let out a sigh and turned back to his comrade.
"It Do not know. I have yet to hear his side of the story. But I do not know if I could get an answer from him. He's Evil... the Wraith. A heartless killer.."
"Like you..." The Konat added.
"Perhaps." Retane never missed a beat and understood the dry remark. "My job is to kill. I get paid for it. This game," he paused, thinking to himself as he spoke. "The game is to survive. To survive you must kill or be killed. That is how I live. This game resembles my life."
"And if you die?"
Retane thought aboutm the remark and smirked, "I've felt death last year in this game. I've died in real life. It does not bother me. Heaven and Hell wished to see me live and it was then that the Horsemen were born."
"You and my brother..."The elvish warrior sbegan.
"Muasaki, you, Pikkon and others as well. I was born for the Horsemen. And wth me alive, Horsemen shall live."
Tapion gave anod understanding the nobility of the assassins words. He obviously respected it and seemed to admire the loyalty of the namek and his group. Perhaps he had made a great choice.
It was then that Ret and Tasp both haulted. The sun was hidden and Retane just noticed the pouring rain. He shrugged, enjoying the dark clouds, knoiwing he didn't have to deal with the light quitre yet. He looked onward as another figure approached. Retane growled low and Tapion gave a nod watching Retane tighten his grip on his trusted weapon.
Pikkon strolled into the picture and Retane placed his gun back on his hip. Tapion gave him am curious glance and watched the two green warriors meet each other face to face. Pikkon reached his hand out and the two clasped each others wrists.
"Retane", spoke the namekian
"Pikkon", answered the jade alien.
"I know."
Pikkon gave a curious glance at the two veiwable weapons upon Retane. The renegade caught his glimpse and loosened the Charger from his forearm. He tossed it to his ally and jerked his head east.
With that, the trio were off.
The lvish warrior looked back to him knowing all to well who Retane had been talking about.
"What will you do if we meet up with him?" Retanes stare was peircing, hunting for the truth before the Konat ever spoke. He got no answer but watched the brother turn and look ahead.
"What will you do?" It was a sad and curious voice and it echoed throughout Retane's head like as if Tapion had thrown a grenade at his own head. The assassin turned away and grunted, not knowing what to say. As of right now, Minoshia had betrayed them, or at least given up on them. When they met face to face, Retane would not know what to do. The namek let out a sigh and turned back to his comrade.
"It Do not know. I have yet to hear his side of the story. But I do not know if I could get an answer from him. He's Evil... the Wraith. A heartless killer.."
"Like you..." The Konat added.
"Perhaps." Retane never missed a beat and understood the dry remark. "My job is to kill. I get paid for it. This game," he paused, thinking to himself as he spoke. "The game is to survive. To survive you must kill or be killed. That is how I live. This game resembles my life."
"And if you die?"
Retane thought aboutm the remark and smirked, "I've felt death last year in this game. I've died in real life. It does not bother me. Heaven and Hell wished to see me live and it was then that the Horsemen were born."
"You and my brother..."The elvish warrior sbegan.
"Muasaki, you, Pikkon and others as well. I was born for the Horsemen. And wth me alive, Horsemen shall live."
Tapion gave anod understanding the nobility of the assassins words. He obviously respected it and seemed to admire the loyalty of the namek and his group. Perhaps he had made a great choice.
It was then that Ret and Tasp both haulted. The sun was hidden and Retane just noticed the pouring rain. He shrugged, enjoying the dark clouds, knoiwing he didn't have to deal with the light quitre yet. He looked onward as another figure approached. Retane growled low and Tapion gave a nod watching Retane tighten his grip on his trusted weapon.
Pikkon strolled into the picture and Retane placed his gun back on his hip. Tapion gave him am curious glance and watched the two green warriors meet each other face to face. Pikkon reached his hand out and the two clasped each others wrists.
"Retane", spoke the namekian
"Pikkon", answered the jade alien.
"I know."
Pikkon gave a curious glance at the two veiwable weapons upon Retane. The renegade caught his glimpse and loosened the Charger from his forearm. He tossed it to his ally and jerked his head east.
With that, the trio were off.
First and current League Champion: Holder of the Torrent badge of Earth.
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Reb: ya know
Reb: I think you're a fucking moron OOC
Reb: but I have to hand it to you
Reb: you've turned into a really good writer
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Reb: ya know
Reb: I think you're a fucking moron OOC
Reb: but I have to hand it to you
Reb: you've turned into a really good writer

