03-02-2017, 04:19 PM
As Kal’roc looked at the guards, we jogged up to one of them before putting his hand on the shoulder. “Hang on, what is going on and why are you taking this kid to jail?” the guard sighed before stopping. “This kid has multiple instances of stealing food from the market. Happy?” the guard waited a few seconds before continuing to man handle to kid to jail. Kal’roc gave a stunned face. He racked his brain, trying to think; Why did people go into poverty? Was it simply the lack of drive? Or was there more, than meets the eye?
He shook his head as he walked back to the garrison. If he was not in a fairly unstable role; One that could get you in big trouble then maybe, just maybe he could of helped the kid. He looked at the guards of the garrison with a sudden interest. “What secrets are you all hiding?” He probably was getting a few odd looks here and there. He felt someone bump into him, and he saw John the division leader laughing while walking down. “That prime is so stupid, he thinks that he is something special? Well he is just like anyone else here, hopeful but sooner or later loses all hope.”
He walked up to john, and gave a slightly annoyed face to him. “Say that to my face why don’t you? Now i don’t care what you think about me, but given that Big brother,’ he points up to the sky, and continued. ‘thought i had something special to bring to the table. I trust his judgement more than yours. Now given that omni is Benevolent, and even though i’m thankful for his help; I still want to be able to show my own worth. Not be placed in some group, because of my powers.”
John shrugged before walking away, and he opened the door to the garrison and started to walk in. He turned to Kal’roc before saying bluntly. “Well if that is what you wish, then prove to me and your comrades that you deserve. The same loyalty as any of them.” and with that he walked inside, and to who knows where.
Kal’roc looked at the door thoughtfully while thinking. “Well i guess i should get a change in my outfit, I’m keeping my katana though. Kal’roc walked to the armory, and to his surprise he saw a female working the shop. He walked up to the wood “Hello, ma’am i would like to get a set of armour.” The lady turned around, and smiled her face full of soot, and she smelled of heated coals. Now i will need your measurements, and then we can see if we have a set in your size. She pulled out a tape measure, and started to get the length, width, and height of Kal’roc’s body.
After what could be considered a good couple hours, he finally asked the woman if she was done. Almost immediately after he could hear the crash of some boxes, metal, and a cat could be heard screeching. The woman walked out with a box tucked under her arm. “One Set of armour, now put it on to see how it fits.” She pushed the box to him, and then went back to writing stuff that would probably have a blade pushed against his neck, if he looked. He opened the box to see a chest piece of hide leather. He picked it up, and felt that it was fairly heavy, and would hinder some movement. He shrugged, and slipped into it feeling the brittle material push against his chest. The chest piece covered most of his body including the groin. He thanked Omni that the armour would protect his kids, if he had any. He then moved about in the leather armour seeing how his mobility was hindered.
The storekeeper seeing that the draconian was testing out the armour, asked that he not break the merchandise. Kal’roc handed the storekeeper his payment, and headed back to the garrison to start the training with the division.
(Time change and location change to the training area)
As Kal’roc stood in line with the other people in his division, he saw John walk in, he stood at attention while most others stood at ease. “Alright dipshits, i only have enough patience for people who try actually. You will give sweat, blood and tears. And for the prime, NO Summoning at all! Got that prime?” Kal’roc raised his hand to a salute and yelled at John. “Sir, yes sir!” John was actually surprised by this primes actions.
John pulled out a stick and drew in the sand a canyon that was incomplete he drew an x in the incomplete part of the canyon, and a triangle at the entrance of the canyon. John walked up to a smaller soldier and yelled in his face. “Now, let us see how smart as soldiers you all are! Now your commander asks you to attack in a canyon, The defending army has moved in and are dug in the rocks. What do you do?”
He looked around at the group to see people yelling out answers, not following basic military code; except for kal’roc who stood at attention, and doing a thousand yard stare, His suspicions were answered, this Dragon was someone with military experience. He then heard the draconians voice ring out clearer than the rest. “I’m sorry sir, but it seems that i have to break military rules to answer. You would, as a soldier not attack as with the information we have is too vague, to give a right, or wrong answer. The general or commander would want to send a scouting party most likely to find out there supplies, army size, and if there is a way out or if the canyon is a dead end.”
John walked over to the draconian looking him into the eye, and yelled. “You are forgiven soldier, and that is not a half bad answer. I have to commend you on that though, you are a little rusty on your battle skills, at least from a general’s perspective.” Kal’roc even though the words were a little blunt, and cruel they still gave him pride all the same. He nodded his thanks before returning to attention, with the thousand yard stare.
John sighed as he watched the other members of the division, give hate filled looks at the newcomer. What right did he have, to say what the rules of a garrison are? The general looked at the division and saw, one man in particular that looked like they wanted to stab the draconian so bad. John walked up to Zach swiftly and whispered in his ear. “You want to beat up the newcomer? Well i will let you fight him honorably.” Zach grunted in appreciation before getting out of line, and pushing the Draconian. Once the draconian turned around in slight annoyance, Zach continued “Hey short fry! Fight me.”
Kal’roc face palmed before the muddled words could be heard. “I really don't want to fight you, but if that is the only option so be it.” He walked over to the sand pit before jumping down creating a puff of smoke, and then slipping off his leather armor. Zach jumped down creating a ripple of sand waves, and unsheathes a long sword with a fairly impressive blade length.
He shook his head as he walked back to the garrison. If he was not in a fairly unstable role; One that could get you in big trouble then maybe, just maybe he could of helped the kid. He looked at the guards of the garrison with a sudden interest. “What secrets are you all hiding?” He probably was getting a few odd looks here and there. He felt someone bump into him, and he saw John the division leader laughing while walking down. “That prime is so stupid, he thinks that he is something special? Well he is just like anyone else here, hopeful but sooner or later loses all hope.”
He walked up to john, and gave a slightly annoyed face to him. “Say that to my face why don’t you? Now i don’t care what you think about me, but given that Big brother,’ he points up to the sky, and continued. ‘thought i had something special to bring to the table. I trust his judgement more than yours. Now given that omni is Benevolent, and even though i’m thankful for his help; I still want to be able to show my own worth. Not be placed in some group, because of my powers.”
John shrugged before walking away, and he opened the door to the garrison and started to walk in. He turned to Kal’roc before saying bluntly. “Well if that is what you wish, then prove to me and your comrades that you deserve. The same loyalty as any of them.” and with that he walked inside, and to who knows where.
Kal’roc looked at the door thoughtfully while thinking. “Well i guess i should get a change in my outfit, I’m keeping my katana though. Kal’roc walked to the armory, and to his surprise he saw a female working the shop. He walked up to the wood “Hello, ma’am i would like to get a set of armour.” The lady turned around, and smiled her face full of soot, and she smelled of heated coals. Now i will need your measurements, and then we can see if we have a set in your size. She pulled out a tape measure, and started to get the length, width, and height of Kal’roc’s body.
After what could be considered a good couple hours, he finally asked the woman if she was done. Almost immediately after he could hear the crash of some boxes, metal, and a cat could be heard screeching. The woman walked out with a box tucked under her arm. “One Set of armour, now put it on to see how it fits.” She pushed the box to him, and then went back to writing stuff that would probably have a blade pushed against his neck, if he looked. He opened the box to see a chest piece of hide leather. He picked it up, and felt that it was fairly heavy, and would hinder some movement. He shrugged, and slipped into it feeling the brittle material push against his chest. The chest piece covered most of his body including the groin. He thanked Omni that the armour would protect his kids, if he had any. He then moved about in the leather armour seeing how his mobility was hindered.
The storekeeper seeing that the draconian was testing out the armour, asked that he not break the merchandise. Kal’roc handed the storekeeper his payment, and headed back to the garrison to start the training with the division.
(Time change and location change to the training area)
As Kal’roc stood in line with the other people in his division, he saw John walk in, he stood at attention while most others stood at ease. “Alright dipshits, i only have enough patience for people who try actually. You will give sweat, blood and tears. And for the prime, NO Summoning at all! Got that prime?” Kal’roc raised his hand to a salute and yelled at John. “Sir, yes sir!” John was actually surprised by this primes actions.
John pulled out a stick and drew in the sand a canyon that was incomplete he drew an x in the incomplete part of the canyon, and a triangle at the entrance of the canyon. John walked up to a smaller soldier and yelled in his face. “Now, let us see how smart as soldiers you all are! Now your commander asks you to attack in a canyon, The defending army has moved in and are dug in the rocks. What do you do?”
He looked around at the group to see people yelling out answers, not following basic military code; except for kal’roc who stood at attention, and doing a thousand yard stare, His suspicions were answered, this Dragon was someone with military experience. He then heard the draconians voice ring out clearer than the rest. “I’m sorry sir, but it seems that i have to break military rules to answer. You would, as a soldier not attack as with the information we have is too vague, to give a right, or wrong answer. The general or commander would want to send a scouting party most likely to find out there supplies, army size, and if there is a way out or if the canyon is a dead end.”
John walked over to the draconian looking him into the eye, and yelled. “You are forgiven soldier, and that is not a half bad answer. I have to commend you on that though, you are a little rusty on your battle skills, at least from a general’s perspective.” Kal’roc even though the words were a little blunt, and cruel they still gave him pride all the same. He nodded his thanks before returning to attention, with the thousand yard stare.
John sighed as he watched the other members of the division, give hate filled looks at the newcomer. What right did he have, to say what the rules of a garrison are? The general looked at the division and saw, one man in particular that looked like they wanted to stab the draconian so bad. John walked up to Zach swiftly and whispered in his ear. “You want to beat up the newcomer? Well i will let you fight him honorably.” Zach grunted in appreciation before getting out of line, and pushing the Draconian. Once the draconian turned around in slight annoyance, Zach continued “Hey short fry! Fight me.”
Kal’roc face palmed before the muddled words could be heard. “I really don't want to fight you, but if that is the only option so be it.” He walked over to the sand pit before jumping down creating a puff of smoke, and then slipping off his leather armor. Zach jumped down creating a ripple of sand waves, and unsheathes a long sword with a fairly impressive blade length.
Quote: word count for this post is 1,230, and the total word count is 5570 (I will be doing the whole ten thousand words because I feel the story needs it)
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