09-10-2015, 09:48 PM
Though Miranda and Drake had gone on inside during Zack and Colonel's shenanigans in front of the fortress, they all had the same destination in mind. Two Koopas now walked down a hallway, on either side of the ex-SOLDIER and the soldier navi. Zack had to admit that he was a little surprised by the Koopa Troop. They'd heard some pretty wild stories about Bowser and his minions on their journey here, but he couldn't help but notice that outside of a few understandable precautions by the foot soldiers, they were welcomed into the fortress with no trouble.
"Thanks for giving us a place to crash for the night," Zack said as they walked, just to break the silence.
"As long as you don't cause any trouble, you're welcome to stay here," the red shelled Koopa responded. "There's no sense in burning alive out there in the wastelands."
"No argument with that one," Zack agreed. "Just as long as you don't consider my parking job trouble."
"No, that's just funny," the blue shelled Koopa pitched in. Zack gave a laugh at that comment. So he'd been right with his assumption about these guys. Good entertainment was hard to come by out here.
"Well, we'll probably do it again tomorrow," Zack said with a shrug, dwelling momentarily on the fact that he had no idea what their ride along Koopa had done to turn it off.
"We certainly will not," Colonel spoke up as they walked. Zack laughed again, but the soldier navi just shook his head.
"Well, the mess hall is open if you'd like us to take you there. Or we can show you the visitors' bunks if you need to drop anything off, first," the Koopa with the red shell said.
Zack looked to Colonel, who simply held up his hand and beam emitter to gesture that he had no extra belongings. Zack touched the Buster Sword for a second, but decided he didn't want to be without it.
"Food sounds great. I'm starving," Zack voiced the duo's decision.
The Koopas looked back as Zack announced the verdict, but it was Colonel that held out his hand and gestured them to lead on. They continued to walk, and within a short time they entered the large dining area.
"Make yourselves comfortable. We need to help with a troop deployment," the red shelled Koopa explained.
Colonel nodded in thanks as the two Koopas departed, then looked over to where Zack had been standing only to see that he was gone as well. He shook his head and made his way over to a table with several chairs, and made himself comfortable in it. Once he did he calmly observed the few troops that were eating in this dining hall. They were of various species beyond the shelled turtles they had seen the most of.
Zack broke off his train of thought by sliding into a seat across from him at the table, expertly preventing his sword from getting caught on anything. It was obvious that he had a lot of experience maneuvering with the giant weapon attached to his back. Colonel looked down to see that Zack had not only a large plate of food, but had also managed to acquire a large mug of beer. Zack poked the meat a few times, as if to test it, before shrugging and beginning to work his way through the food.
"Hey, this isn't bad at all," Zack said aloud, looking to Colonel briefly. He received no response, but Zack expected as much. He was very used to the strong, silent type that didn't care for small talk. It never stopped him from trying, though.
At the same time, Zack scanned the room with his eyes and noted the various species as well. He had to admit he was impressed with Bowser's ability to unify multiple species that each likely had their own goals and agendas. Where he came from people of the same race couldn't get along, and yet it was no big deal here. He chuckled at the notion that Omni had created a perfect world.
Of course, since he was thinking to himself, Colonel looked at him oddly when he randomly laughed. Zack simply shook his head dismissively and took a large gulp of his beer. As he did, he shot his eyes towards the door, looking for the other two.
"Thanks for giving us a place to crash for the night," Zack said as they walked, just to break the silence.
"As long as you don't cause any trouble, you're welcome to stay here," the red shelled Koopa responded. "There's no sense in burning alive out there in the wastelands."
"No argument with that one," Zack agreed. "Just as long as you don't consider my parking job trouble."
"No, that's just funny," the blue shelled Koopa pitched in. Zack gave a laugh at that comment. So he'd been right with his assumption about these guys. Good entertainment was hard to come by out here.
"Well, we'll probably do it again tomorrow," Zack said with a shrug, dwelling momentarily on the fact that he had no idea what their ride along Koopa had done to turn it off.
"We certainly will not," Colonel spoke up as they walked. Zack laughed again, but the soldier navi just shook his head.
"Well, the mess hall is open if you'd like us to take you there. Or we can show you the visitors' bunks if you need to drop anything off, first," the Koopa with the red shell said.
Zack looked to Colonel, who simply held up his hand and beam emitter to gesture that he had no extra belongings. Zack touched the Buster Sword for a second, but decided he didn't want to be without it.
"Food sounds great. I'm starving," Zack voiced the duo's decision.
The Koopas looked back as Zack announced the verdict, but it was Colonel that held out his hand and gestured them to lead on. They continued to walk, and within a short time they entered the large dining area.
"Make yourselves comfortable. We need to help with a troop deployment," the red shelled Koopa explained.
Colonel nodded in thanks as the two Koopas departed, then looked over to where Zack had been standing only to see that he was gone as well. He shook his head and made his way over to a table with several chairs, and made himself comfortable in it. Once he did he calmly observed the few troops that were eating in this dining hall. They were of various species beyond the shelled turtles they had seen the most of.
Zack broke off his train of thought by sliding into a seat across from him at the table, expertly preventing his sword from getting caught on anything. It was obvious that he had a lot of experience maneuvering with the giant weapon attached to his back. Colonel looked down to see that Zack had not only a large plate of food, but had also managed to acquire a large mug of beer. Zack poked the meat a few times, as if to test it, before shrugging and beginning to work his way through the food.
"Hey, this isn't bad at all," Zack said aloud, looking to Colonel briefly. He received no response, but Zack expected as much. He was very used to the strong, silent type that didn't care for small talk. It never stopped him from trying, though.
At the same time, Zack scanned the room with his eyes and noted the various species as well. He had to admit he was impressed with Bowser's ability to unify multiple species that each likely had their own goals and agendas. Where he came from people of the same race couldn't get along, and yet it was no big deal here. He chuckled at the notion that Omni had created a perfect world.
Of course, since he was thinking to himself, Colonel looked at him oddly when he randomly laughed. Zack simply shook his head dismissively and took a large gulp of his beer. As he did, he shot his eyes towards the door, looking for the other two.