OoC: Woa, freaky, I was just getting ideas for a thread directly involving the Dome...

BiC:

Tuariv pulled the white hot chunk of metal out of the oven, using prongs he brought it over to an anvil and brought a hammer down upon the burning sword. This created sparks that flew out in every direction like a small light show. It was now perfectly straight so the lizard dipped the sword into a pool of water and wiped his forehead from the heat.

"Finished, gotta keep my weapon fit as a fiddle." He said to himself.

He looked up to a nearby clock, it read 10:00 AM. Leaving his claymore in a pool of water to cool he left for one of the Domes public kitchens for some brunch because it was to late for traditional breakfast and to early for lunch.

As Tuariv walked along the hallways he didn't feel much like an outcast as he would in the real world, there were other beastial warriors like himself and people had become acustomed to it here, besides the newer fighters of course.

The scent of an omlet bar filled many hallways, along with other goodies such as pancakes and fresh baked muffins. The smells filled Tuarivs nostrils, because of his stronger senses he got even more hungry.

He grabbed a plate and went at it, taking lots and lots of different foods, some that would surely have been from another planet because of its disgustingly foul tastes.

After piling up the plate with food Tuariv grabbed himself a seat and dug into his meal...

OoC: I hope that is the kind of begining post that was expected.

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