Post by versageflames on Apr 15, 2007 21:29:40 GMT -5
James sat down at his table and leaned back, his luggage thrown into the corner for him to handle at a later time. He was exhausted. He'd just gotten back from a visit to his parents. Hey he may be an adult but that didn't mean he didn't like to see his mom every now and again.
He streatched out and yawned widely to himself. The jet lag was killing him. He'd been all over the country in his time as a SEAL but no matter how many times he went against time. He always was tired as hell. Ahh well it was good to be back. Though he was no fool. He'd been training the whole time he'd been gone and had even adapted a new theme music for his entrance. He smirked as he popped his neck and leaned further back in his chair. Slipknot had always been a favorite of his, and by far his favorite song of theres has been.. and always will be, Spit it out. He even thought about changing his entrance. But he'd just leave it for now and switch up a few things. He would appear more energetic now. Even more crowd friendly than usual. He wanted their support and wanted to know that even if he was ex-military. That he was still ready to defend the country.
His head fell back as his eyes closed. His dogtags swinging down slightly, flipping over a few times before hanging down over his shoulder, then down towards the floor. A light snoring came from him as he had fallen asleep.[/color]
He streatched out and yawned widely to himself. The jet lag was killing him. He'd been all over the country in his time as a SEAL but no matter how many times he went against time. He always was tired as hell. Ahh well it was good to be back. Though he was no fool. He'd been training the whole time he'd been gone and had even adapted a new theme music for his entrance. He smirked as he popped his neck and leaned further back in his chair. Slipknot had always been a favorite of his, and by far his favorite song of theres has been.. and always will be, Spit it out. He even thought about changing his entrance. But he'd just leave it for now and switch up a few things. He would appear more energetic now. Even more crowd friendly than usual. He wanted their support and wanted to know that even if he was ex-military. That he was still ready to defend the country.
His head fell back as his eyes closed. His dogtags swinging down slightly, flipping over a few times before hanging down over his shoulder, then down towards the floor. A light snoring came from him as he had fallen asleep.[/color]