Originally posted by Fire
yea I thought so, he'll turn up soon I hope. Btw how's the wounds? you seem like you're able for a new round of killing mechies
"I'm ready, I've been keeping myself fit for the past two months while you guys have been out having fun. I though maybe this time I'd try taking two swords, incase I end up losing one again. Maybe take a Wakizashi as well as my katana."
"Hope you know what you're doing, then, Cloud." Hawk remarks casually. "A person weilding two swords without practice can be just as dangerous to himself as anyone else. I mean, don't get me wrong, the download programs are great. But true prowess only comes with years of experience."
He grimaces. "Even if it was only in my head... damn machines."
Helios had heard the announcement, but he did not arrive in the Training Hall until now. In the mean time he had been making an attempt to look his best. Though he wanted to make a good impression on the captains and other potential crew members, whenever he went out in public he went through great pains to make sure he looked good. He held himself upright as he entered, and walked over to where Cloud and Hawk were talking, waiting to be noticed.
Slumping into a Chair next to San, he quickly looked over at his Crew mate, and gave her a Playful shove. Dislodging her from her seat, which he promptly occupied with a Large Boot. Grinning, and looking at the others, he joined the ongoing Conversation. "I've always been a bit of a Gun Nut myself, until I was put out of Commission. During which time, I started "playing" with Swords. I've become quite efficient with them, and I've come to prefer them. I'll actually be carrying two Straight-Bladed Tachi Swords myself. Although I wont be giving up my DEagle, of coarse."
"Personally, I think that waving pieces of metal around is like fighting flies with chopsticks, especially against agents..." Firewall spoke up, his deep sarcastic tone completely out of character.
"Eitherway, not everyone is fighting for recognition, some of us find solace and focus in fighting for our cause..." his regular pleasant tone returning with a broad smile.
Withdrawing his foot from San's chair, Barbarossa Stands to Tower above the newcomer. Looking down at Firewall, Barbs asks, scorn in his voice "Really? And exactly how many Agents have you faced? Don't judge something you know nothing of." Pausing to Stare for a moment longer at the Recruit, Barb proceeds to slump back into his seat.