[font="georgia, serif;"][color=rgb(47,79,79);]For a time, the only audible sound was that of my armored boots crunching into the thin ice that coated the recent snowfall like a skin. Miraculously, the wind had died down to nothing more than a light breeze, while the only evidence of snowfall was the thin layer of white that dusted everything in sight. The cold air was crisp, though not biting, and the twin suns were actually visible overhead, burning in the pale blue sky above. It was, as most Ko-Koroans would call it, a nice day. I intended to enjoy it completely.[/color][/font]
[font="georgia, serif;"][color=rgb(47,79,79);]To my right shops lined up against one another, their substantially warmer innards selling everything from Muaka-hide boots to ice sculptures of some of the more famous individuals on the island. While to my left, not even two bio away, was nothing but empty space. Yes, it was slightly disconcerting to have nothing but hardened ice between you and fall into a bottomless crevasse, at first. [/color]I had gotten used to it, even if I wasn't [/font]completely ready to trust my life to Ko-Matoran engineers. Up ahead, it's icy walls visible from all points within the Koro; if it could even be called a Koro now, seeing as it was beginning to seem more like a Metru than anything else; was the massive citadel that had been built up from the previously serene Sanctum.
[font="georgia, serif;"][color=rgb(47,79,79);]A change in the sound of my feet in the ground signaled my arrival on [/color]relatively solid ground once again, even if it was otherwise impossible to tell where the gigantic ice bridge ended and the rocky glacier started through sight alone. My destination was less grand than the Sanctum, though the Guard HQ was pretty impressive in itself. With the expansion of the military, the Koro's defenses likewise increased. A few hundred steps later, and I was inside the ice-built structure, the door closing behind me with a resounding note. It was even quieter in here than outside, however that was possible. The room was large, with a single desk carved from the icy back wall. Looking as if she were carved from the building just like the desk she was partially hidden behind was a Ko-Matoran, though the room was otherwise empty.[/font]
[font="georgia, serif;"][color=rgb(47,79,79);]Right, nothing [/color]that new.[/font]
[font="georgia, serif;"][color=rgb(47,79,79);]The sheer emptiness of the large room creeping me out a bit, I started towards the receptionist, every step causing a crescendo to sound through the cavernous space.[/color][/font]
[font="georgia, serif;"][color=rgb(47,79,79);]Oh come on.[/color][/font]
[font="georgia, serif;"][color=rgb(47,79,79);]“Where's the armory located?” I asked the Ko-Matoran, who still hadn't looked up from whatever she was scratching into a tablet. My question was short and direct, of the kind that was preferred in this frosty place. Not a very talkative people, us Ko-Koroans, even if I was a bit of an exception.[/color][/font]