[h2][center][color=ed1c24]Red Strike (Ro'Kun)[/color][/center][/h2]

Ro'Kun set the barbell down, and wiped the sweat from his brow. He stood up, then bent backwards and his back gave a satisfying crack. "[color=ed1c24]Aaaahhh man.[/color]" he grunted, before routine stretching. You know what he could go for right now? All the food in the world. He decided he'd have to settle for what was in the HQ fridge, and he headed in there, still sweating bullets. He grabbed 4 sandwiches, 4 chicken breasts, 2 bags of chips and an ice cold cherry cola, before sitting down in the lounge and turning the TV on. He saw the ruins of a city section and reports on his comrades as he nommed on a chicken. "[color=ed1c24]...huh...[/color]"