Post by james on Jun 13, 2007 16:43:01 GMT -5
James walked out of the cargo bay with a blank stare, because he really wasn't on Ezra then, he was back 8 years on Ariel, with his father.
'James... Son, I am so proud of you.' James' father was a large man, build for fighting, but hadn't in a very long time, since he retired from the military. 'I may have never said this, but your mother and I love you a lot, and are very proud that you made it through military school, and even got yourself into the military. tryin to be like your pop, huh?' James had never wanted to be like his father, but getting into the military would be the easiest way off of Ariel. James never spoke much, though out school, and most of his life, 'Well you don't need to answer that, but I do want you to have something 'fore ya leave...' and at that point James' dad handed him a large revolver, but it was quite different from those in school. James looked it over, and noticed that the barrel wasn't at the top, instead it was below where it should be.
'whats this?' James asked, looking back and forth between the gun and his father. 'Its a Mateba Model 6 Unica, or simply called the Mateba Autorevolver. Its one of the only ones to get off of earth that was, and it has been passed down from generation to generation, and now I give it to you.'
James noticed that he had walked a little farther from the ship than he had intended, and just then he had realized that there was a stream of tears rolling down his cheeks. He wiped his face, and started to head back toward the ship, but this was the first time he had realized how much his parents meant to him, but now was not the time, he needed to help save Mal. Mal might be the only one on this rock that could help him find his crew, and his ship.
'James... Son, I am so proud of you.' James' father was a large man, build for fighting, but hadn't in a very long time, since he retired from the military. 'I may have never said this, but your mother and I love you a lot, and are very proud that you made it through military school, and even got yourself into the military. tryin to be like your pop, huh?' James had never wanted to be like his father, but getting into the military would be the easiest way off of Ariel. James never spoke much, though out school, and most of his life, 'Well you don't need to answer that, but I do want you to have something 'fore ya leave...' and at that point James' dad handed him a large revolver, but it was quite different from those in school. James looked it over, and noticed that the barrel wasn't at the top, instead it was below where it should be.
'whats this?' James asked, looking back and forth between the gun and his father. 'Its a Mateba Model 6 Unica, or simply called the Mateba Autorevolver. Its one of the only ones to get off of earth that was, and it has been passed down from generation to generation, and now I give it to you.'
James noticed that he had walked a little farther from the ship than he had intended, and just then he had realized that there was a stream of tears rolling down his cheeks. He wiped his face, and started to head back toward the ship, but this was the first time he had realized how much his parents meant to him, but now was not the time, he needed to help save Mal. Mal might be the only one on this rock that could help him find his crew, and his ship.