Kenny
•
Call the fashion police!
Veteran
Posts: 1,427
Likes: 67
Gender: Male
|
Post by Kenny on Aug 14, 2012 14:41:06 GMT -6
Covenant Colony The night was cold but bright around the loud city. There was yelling from excited children and families, yelling from angry men and women at the bars and yelling from the tired soldiers. Yes, this night was the night to grieve, have fun, dream and look back on old things. The scene contained many fluorescent Covenant lights, tall arched buildings and spires along with all sorts of trash and people littering the busy streets. Though a few buildings stood out from the rest, they were also the most quiet. These buildings were shorter, wider and less intricate in general. These buildings were small bases that housed the wide array of Covenant warriors. Some grieved from last friends, some thought back to their previous battles or some who had even participated in the Hunt were excited after the great event. Despite most of their emotions the majority were out drinking..
|
|
halo001
Guest
|
Post by halo001 on Aug 15, 2012 21:02:47 GMT -6
Zaxax, Unggoy Ultra Zaxax walked towards the Unggoy bar, his lance behind him. They had to stick together, else they would easily become targets from the higher races. They walked into the bar, and sat right in the front. They needed a good escape route in case something happened. "Five drinks." Zaxax said to the bartender, and they were given their drinks. Zaxax took his and chugged it all in one, and ordered another. He was trying to get over his fear from battle, dying around every corner. He didn't quite chug the whole one this time, but it took him two swigs to finish it. By this time his lance had finished thier drinks as well, and they each ordered another. Zaxax began to slow down, his thirst slowly becoming quenched, and the world starting to fade out of reality and into the realm of alcohol. The Unggoy drank for close to an hour, when they were no longer sober in any way shape or form, then they began to play games at the bar. Zaxax and Nadad began a game of hunting rock with a group of other Unggoy, while Salal Tapap and Kajaj went and played a game with another group. They were gambling tonight, their worries of life gone for a short amount of time at least. The stakes were low compared to the gambles they made on the battlefield anyways, so why worry about lost money? Zaxax threw a very difficult throw that he normally made, but due to the alcohol impairment, he missed. He cursed under his breath, but he was still in the lead, so he wasn't too disappointed. Scerum Talabayho, Jiralhanae Major Scerum walked to the bar alone, his Unggoy lance gone off somewhere else. He didn't care that they were gone, he was actually glad, his free time from the annoying creatures. He walked into the bar and sat at the counter, and ordered a drink. He drank a little, and ordered another at the end of each one. Not long after he got there, another Jiralhane walked into the bar as well, a major as well it appeared. The Jiralhanae sat right next to Scerum and ordered the same drink as Scerum did. Scerum looked at the Jiralhanae, then decided to try to start a conversation. "Enjoying your time off?" He asked as he took a drink. He knew he sure was, though he enjoyed the battlefield just as much. "A little. Not as much as I enjoy the missing company of my lance though." The Jiralhanae replied. Scerum nodded, then replied "I know what you mean. Unggoy are annoying little creatures, aren't they?" He asked. He took another drink, and could feel himself getting buzzed. The alcohol began to cloud his thinking, and he listened as the Jiralhanae replied "That they are." Scerum sat on the stool and thought, wondering what it would be like when he was promoted and got a lance of other Jiralhanae.
|
|