*Kioet gets really angry*
Kioet: DAMMIT!!!!! They're going to slaughter those poor Jedi!!!
*Kioet looks at his wrist, thoughtfully, then aims it at the doors to the arena and fires off all his rockets at blinding speed, they don't even affect the door*
Kioet: WHY YOU LITTLE BASTARDS!!!!!
*Kioet tries to teleport into the arena, but unfortunately his teleporter is shut down, and he suddenly notices his voice modulator isn't working like it should*
Battle is a pure form of expression. It is heart and discipline, reduced to movement and motion. In battle, the words are swept away, giving way to actions-- mercy, sacrifice, anger, fear. These are pure moments of expression.
Last edited by Rogue15; 11-10-2002 at 07:48 PM.