Posted by Ensign Luna (Security Officer) in Side Sim - Welcome to the Thunderdome! - [Open to all]

Posted by Ensign Andromeda Lykaios (Science JO) in Side Sim - Welcome to the Thunderdome! - [Open to all]
Terrified was an understatement, Andromeda had heard about the ship’s infamous gladiatorial style fighting arena and now she was standing just outside its doors. The idea of a federation ship having something that from her own Grecian heritage and was still to this day widely practiced though the combat was not anywhere near as bloody as it used to be amazed her and scared her. Andromeda was not someone who enjoyed violence, though she knew how to fight, her family had made sure of that and on top of the training, she received at Starfleet she wasn’t quite the weak opponent one might think when the first set their eyes upon her.

Taking in a deep breath she walked through the doors dressed for the occasion. Working from head to toe she had certainly put the effort in, she didn’t like fighting but she loved dressing up in her culture’s ancient history and she looked at the picture. Andromeda, named after the dream goddess in greek mythology wore a gold headband, her hair was up in a high ponytail, on her right shoulder boasted a black iron Galerus a kind of large metallic shoulder shield in the shape of Lionshead, on her arm she had opted for an underlying of Manicae which were wraps of leather and cloth for arm and wrist padding and were protected by a leather Monica which was studded with bits of steel for extra protection. A black leather Subarmalis with purple and red tips made up most of her uniform also studded with steel and iron and was clinging tightly to her waist by a Balthus. This held her xiphos a Grecian specialty, on her back was strapped a Dory another Grecian and more in line with her heritage and Spartans spear. Finally protecting her exposed legs and shins was a pair of fascia engraved with Andromeda symbol, the dream goddess and to finish of the set a shield, small to match her size and power also designed with her own symbolic symbol of the Andromeda System. She could feel the ship angry at her, she was the pure embodiment of Grecian Mythology on a ship so rich in Norse, and it disliked it, several times she found the turbo lift taking her to the wrong floor until finally, she had decided to crawl the Jeffries tubes to get to her destination, she wouldn’t allow this ship defeat her.

Walking into the Thunderdome was something which took her breath away, and not because she was wearing all her armor and weaponry but because of how well they had replicated the feel of an ancient gladiatorial ring. The initial walk had her surrounded by old moss-covered stone walls, the floor painted with what she hoped was fake blood. Further walking it finally all opened up to a spacious ‘pit’ which was surrounded by the stands of the arena and of course no arena was complete without the Emperor’s podium or in this case the Captains she could almost feel how her ancestors had felt.

Brushing aside the reminiscing and wanderlust she looked around to see if anyone else had already arrived for ‘practice’ which she felt she really needed and has asked for some help.

Ens. Andromeda Lykaios

Ensign Luna she was in a t-shirt and sweat pants both were a dark blue in color. Cerenity right behind her the child quick found a seat in the stands. ” I remember you you know the idea is not to kill each-other” Luna said with a smile. She jumped open her wings a flapped them getting into the air. She had an impressive 10 foot wingspan and also had nearly silent flight. She flew over Andomedas head and landed on the other side of the arena. ” I don’t remember you name though My daughter seams interested in you for some reason” she said. She seamed mush more on the friendly side this time.
Ensign Luna

Ande looked down at ehr attire and then to her sheafed weapons and giggled “Oh these won’t hurt anyone, not badly they’re mostly a soft metal. They look good but will just give someone a bruise!” She chuckled taking in the woman’s other comment, “I’m Andromeda Lykaios, your daughter is Cerentiy right?” She waved at the young girl marveling at her mother’s wingspan and ability to fly. Ande would be to scared, she was never good with heights. “So have you come here to practice to or just watch?” The young Grecian asked.

Ens. Andromeda Lykaios