Monfrox wrote:Krista took some deep breaths to calm herself down and become normal again. Her cuts healed on their own a lot faster than the average time it would take for a human. However, the holes in her and Klara's uniform would have to be mended again. General Volkova came around to the twins with a smile on her face as they reunited.
"We won." Krista said to her sister.
"Then the pride of the shock troops is still intact."
'Indeed it is." She said before turning to the large man that took them into the arena. "Excuse me, I seem to have misplaced my dagger."
She went through and closed the bolt on her weapons before holstering them again.
The man departs momentarily before returning with her knife which was a little worn down for some reason. Afterwards the two turned their attention to the general. The muscular man covered in bloody runes was waiting at the end of the downward chamber and regarded the newly arrived delagates with his full attention. "Greeting Esteemed I am guessing your interested in taking part of the festivities? Please step this way." he said taking leading the general into a small prep room where another man dressed in a large set of Ape furs was waiting and jotting down notes. They take a few photo's and measurements for book keeping and took the generals vitals as a matter of protocol before the first man asks if they would like a different set of cloths or a different weapon for the fight.
Primordial Luxa wrote:The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:Pilkington picked up the butcher knife and weighed it in his claw, after a brief examination he placed it under the plate. "Well that was easy, not sure how this arrangement of cutlery and dinnerware extends my desired chemical processes indefinitely. But I feel like I can take on a giganotosaurus." Pilkington declared, rather obviously not getting the implied meaning of the price.
Fall caught up with Pilkington, quite pleased with his acquisitions. "Quit crying you undergrown ape, minions are expected to be professional, no matter how mangled they get." he chastised the new humanoid servant.
The woman reached across the table and with surprising strength held Pilkingtons hand against the table grabbing the knife with the other and holding its edge only a centimeter above his talons. "Payment?!" she said with more emphasis on his fingers. Obvious she expected a piece of him for the plate.
Fall on the other hand found his various new pets to be uncomfortable around him. No doubt it was due to his strange appearance and qualities which they were not accustom to and the tried occasionally to wander off but a quick beating or tug of the leash would show them their new place. The thing under his arm kept yelling and biting anyone that came near obvious more friend towards fall than the others.
Urran wrote:[u=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nu4FhROoizA]"Zoku[/url] is a contemporary piece written for traditional drums." the woman explained. "I think that it was based off of an old Urranese war song. I know that the navy drummers played it on National Day last year." she shrugged. The pair ate a few rice balls and looked at the interesting people before them. They were an odd bunch, but Urranese were not ones to judge by appearance.
The group nodded and quietly observed before the flaming man asked if the Urranese had any questions for them.