Arturas was mildly impressed that many people here could speak to him as his own people, but he was growing impatient that there were obvious ceremonies and the like before any form of combat would take place...
He had left the fifth zerg war on Auir to join this arena for his people, not stand around socializing with those he will fight...
__________________ Mal: "Well, if anyone gets nosey... You know... Shoot em' "
"I guess I should do that first, it wouldnt be wise to just challenge on the bat without a teacher of some sort to give me pointers and tips" she smiled "Did you start fighting or as a student?"
"I guess it's a good choice then, I'll do that tomorrow after I get some rest." She paused "Who becomes my teacher? Is that random, do I pick, or does the teacher pick?" she eventually felt embarassed because she was asking so many questions.
Hades turned to Kuroth and spoke to him. "So Kuroth is it? I'm Hades of Gou'ald." Hades said to Kuroth shaking his hand. "Kuroth are you a fighter or a student in the Arena?" Hades asked Kuroth.
"The teacher will come to you...it is difficult to explain. So I advise you to wait young one and you shall see how things unfold."
"I am a fighter...I have been and always will be, but now...I am a teacher, I have schooled amany to the art of battle inwardly and outwardly within the last 20 years that I have taken residence here and it is refreshing to see new faces..." Kuroth almost towered over the Gou'ald and his voice resonated through the surrounding areas as they continued onward to seek out Hades' quarters.
Alida smiled a little, happy that she'd been able to answer atleast a few of the younger woman's questions. Turning away and making her way back to the main complex, the small ever so slightly satisfied smile remained.
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Meilon and Keila's figures stood in a shadowed area, voices hushed in what seemed to be reverent need for secrecy. A glint for a moment showed that Meilon had glanced up, making sure no one was around before they 'moved out' and toward a locked building.
Arturas requested the smallest available room, his needs were simple and once he was alone, placing himself in a medatative position on the floor, doing the one thing that calmed him down... his psychic voice setting a low rumble as he hummed his way into focus...
__________________ Mal: "Well, if anyone gets nosey... You know... Shoot em' "
(Seconded)
(i was gone the past 4 days due to Digitallife convention [i won a copy of BF2142 and a BF2142 Logitech G5 Laser Mouse and lots lots more] but now the con is over so i can continue)
((Can you all please keep OOC talk to the OOC thread?))
It was now night and the movements around the large main encampment had slowed significantly in the dim light of the planet's second moon. Several figures made their way around the dark paths in their nightly duties. Two as such where Meilon and Keila, both focussed on the same subject that had taken up on most of their day.
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