Dragon_God
Inactive Member
- RP Date
- YE 43
- RP Location
- Lethe Station
/| Jios System - Lethe Station | Date - 30D 02M YE 43 |\
/| Sector 1 - Launching Bay |\
Launching Bay 3 - 05H25M
Standing alone by himself, Kyro stood tall in his impressive custom black uniform. His hand tilted the hilt of his sheathed blade back and forth as he waited for those he had sent the message to, to arrive. Looking around himself, he took a moment to admire the grand size of the station wing. The architecture still amazing him, despite having been there for over a month. There was much to space he had missed in being the ruler of a planet. Perhaps it was for the best, and maybe it was not. He watched the few and far spread Psychopomp technical staff wander about, doing it is what they do. Not that he would know their craft, he was a leader and a soldier, not a technician.
Interrupting his trance, a young auburn-haired boy ran up to the behemoth of a man. Laughing as he called to him, "Down Xeno!" wielding in his hand a small wooded sword, playfully smiting his holy justice down upon the large man's leg. "I'll cut you down from where you stand!" The young child beckoned as he went to swing again, only for his overly dramatic swing leading him to lose grip of the wooden sword. A soft Chunk sound-making itself heard upon it smacking against the floor.
Kyro smirked in amusement at this, reaching down and petting the young solder atop his head. With encouraging words he said, "You must work on your form if you are to become a solder of Dovania. Swinging wide like that will only leave yourself open for others to get you." Releasing his hand from his head, Kyro then changed languages, telling the young man in opšti, "I am busy right now, play elsewhere young one. I will return to you later." Standing back up and gesturing for the lad to leave, the large man looking to be in a state of peace as he interacted with the boy. A genteel smile cracking beneath his large and well-kept beard.
Giving Kyro a 'firm' salute across his chest, he fumbled to pluck up his weapon. The young child charging off across the Launching Bay to hide within a set of cargo containers. They appearing to have been moved to resemble a makeshift fortress. "I will defend my fortress of awesomeness now! Ha Ha HA!" The child cheered in victory as he disappeared behind the large metal containers.
/| Sector 1 - Launching Bay |\
To (Insert Character Name(s) Here): All personel who are recieving this message, report to Launching Bay 3 for debriefing. Please arrive in appropriate attire, we will be departing at 15H00M, You have 5 MINUITES to arrive or you will be either repremanded or your contract will be revoked. - Kyro-vek Draguun
Launching Bay 3 - 05H25M
Standing alone by himself, Kyro stood tall in his impressive custom black uniform. His hand tilted the hilt of his sheathed blade back and forth as he waited for those he had sent the message to, to arrive. Looking around himself, he took a moment to admire the grand size of the station wing. The architecture still amazing him, despite having been there for over a month. There was much to space he had missed in being the ruler of a planet. Perhaps it was for the best, and maybe it was not. He watched the few and far spread Psychopomp technical staff wander about, doing it is what they do. Not that he would know their craft, he was a leader and a soldier, not a technician.
Interrupting his trance, a young auburn-haired boy ran up to the behemoth of a man. Laughing as he called to him, "Down Xeno!" wielding in his hand a small wooded sword, playfully smiting his holy justice down upon the large man's leg. "I'll cut you down from where you stand!" The young child beckoned as he went to swing again, only for his overly dramatic swing leading him to lose grip of the wooden sword. A soft Chunk sound-making itself heard upon it smacking against the floor.
Kyro smirked in amusement at this, reaching down and petting the young solder atop his head. With encouraging words he said, "You must work on your form if you are to become a solder of Dovania. Swinging wide like that will only leave yourself open for others to get you." Releasing his hand from his head, Kyro then changed languages, telling the young man in opšti, "I am busy right now, play elsewhere young one. I will return to you later." Standing back up and gesturing for the lad to leave, the large man looking to be in a state of peace as he interacted with the boy. A genteel smile cracking beneath his large and well-kept beard.
Giving Kyro a 'firm' salute across his chest, he fumbled to pluck up his weapon. The young child charging off across the Launching Bay to hide within a set of cargo containers. They appearing to have been moved to resemble a makeshift fortress. "I will defend my fortress of awesomeness now! Ha Ha HA!" The child cheered in victory as he disappeared behind the large metal containers.