Chance
Aug 15th, 2002, 07:32:51 PM
Chance had just finished lunch in his room, a small bowl of ziti noodles with a soda, and was itchy for a spar with someone. Gathering up his nessessitys, which cosisted of his lightsabers and handwraps, Chance walked out of his room with the handwraps quickly wrapping around the burn scars on his arms from a much earlyer spar with his Master that turned out quite well.
Soon, Chance entered one of the long halls which held quite large rooms specifically made for outside sparring. Reading the plates on each, Chance silently contemplated on which he should wait in.
Grass Plains, Rocky mountains, desert, lakeside, forests, jungle, artic, island. Chance stopped at the island room and opened the door with the touch panel. Artifical seabreeze struck him calmly, and Chance took in a deep breath. The crashing waves onto the island shore were peaceful.
Entering the large room, Chance hussled over to the ocean side and stood in the sand quietly. His hair and tunic blowing softly in the breeze...
Soon, Chance entered one of the long halls which held quite large rooms specifically made for outside sparring. Reading the plates on each, Chance silently contemplated on which he should wait in.
Grass Plains, Rocky mountains, desert, lakeside, forests, jungle, artic, island. Chance stopped at the island room and opened the door with the touch panel. Artifical seabreeze struck him calmly, and Chance took in a deep breath. The crashing waves onto the island shore were peaceful.
Entering the large room, Chance hussled over to the ocean side and stood in the sand quietly. His hair and tunic blowing softly in the breeze...