Bun-Za stood in the training facility awaiting the call of his new master. After learning much from his older master, he has decided to branch out and begin training as the Warrior he wishes to become. With his Vibro-Claymores on his back and his swords at his waist, he waits to meet his new master. "Grima... Volitu," he says to himself, acquainting himself with the name. He wore his typical robes with his Claymore sheathes outside them for quick access.
(I'm bad with beginning posts. Haha.)
(I'm bad with beginning posts. Haha.)