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| Tweet Topic Started: Sep 11 2004, 12:32 PM (240 Views) | |
| Twilight Blitzer | Sep 11 2004, 12:32 PM Post #1 |
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Kite smiled warmly as he stood upon the roof of his new home... His first day here had been an interesting one. Just moving in had been a struggle for him, this was the first time that he hadnt found his home out on the streets. He acutally had a warm bed and food readily available for him here. This was bliss compaired to back home in New York or LA. The sun had begun to sink below the horizon and soon it would be totally dark out, he trived in the darkness. His shadow abilities were at there best when he was there. He hadnt bothered to change his clothes that day so he was still wearing baggy black shorts, chains erupting from small holes and circleing down his leg, feeding into black skater shoes. A skin tight black T-shirt clung to his semi-wet body since he had just come out of the showers and thrown the same clothes back on. A sleeveless black trenchcoat covered the rest of him, chains feeding from where the sleves would be to fingerless black gloves. This was the outfit worn by his old friend Garasoth. After this night he would put the clothes away for rememberance pourposes. Garasoth's death was the thing that made him come here in the first place. Well that and he was starting to want to come after all the friends and fun Garasoth had written him about. But now was time to forget about his past. He was here now on his own and it was time to make a life of his own, not depending on the kindness of others anymore. Making friends would not be an easy task, he knew he wasnt the easiest person to get along with and the fdact that he was already in a bad enough mood diddnt help much. He would sigh and push blonde strands from his face, taking a seat on the edge of the roof, holding his legs over the side of the building. 'I'm sory to see you go my old friend... but I think that its time for me to let the anger and sadness of your passing go..' From inside his pocket he would pull the letter which he had received bearing word of his friends death and rip it into shreds. He would toss it over the side of the building and smile lightly... 'Wonder if anybody will come up here and see me...' He was somwhat in the mood for a conversation, how long that would last, could not be said. |
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| Moon Shadow | Sep 11 2004, 02:11 PM Post #2 |
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Neith seemed to come out of nowhere. "Hi there." He said to Kite. "You look like you could use a hug." Neith said jokingly. |
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| Deleted User | Sep 11 2004, 03:53 PM Post #3 |
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Fait walked up to the roof in silence. His eyes were closed...he had come to the roof so often he no longer needed his eyes to see his way. The burning memory of Garasoth and Sijito were still fresh in his mind....his protector turned ally...and later a friend. He hadn't even known him long before he had passed on...so he had no idea why he was greiving like this. He swung the door open to the roof. The last golden rays of sunlight seemed to bounce off his body, blinding him slightly. He raised his charred leather glove, the metal clawed fingertips sheiling his eyes slightly. He scanned the roof to see a boy...an outfit...an outfit he knew all to well. He walked over swiftly, his boots making no sound as he crossed the roof. His sword on his back...the gigantic demon blade glimmered in the sun. His grey t-shirt had a spot of blood on it...it was completely soaked and covered in his own blood before...and now wasn't washable. He sat down somewhat aways from the boy, eyeing him. He looked exactly like Garasoth...he had the chains...the trenchcoat...everything. The only thing different was the hair. He exhaled slowly as he let his fingers sift through his silvery white hair...which now had black tips. He turned his lightning eyes back to the boy after a breif pause, his voice somewhat shaky and quiet. "You...You knew Garasoth...didn't you..?" |
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| Twilight Blitzer | Sep 11 2004, 09:23 PM Post #4 |
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"You look like you could use a hug." He wanted to ignore this boy's sheer stupidity but it was just too good an opertunity for him to pass up for some entertainment. With a loud yell he would unsheath his right Short Sword, 'Pain'(As he called it) and hold it to the boys throat. With a low growl his soft voice, uncharacteistic to his looks and attitude would flow smoothly out of his lips. "If you know whats good for you... you'll shut your mouth and get lost before I shut it for you..." He would resheath 'Pain' and walk a bit further down the roof before sitting down once again. As the second boy came out onto the roof he diddnt even want to turn around, not if it was going to be another one like the last time, he diddnt need the agravation of stupidity. He needed somebody he could have a nice conversation with... somebody like a friend he had lost... He noticed that the strange looking boy had sat down a few feet off and had been eyeing him. Turning his head he would laugh slightly, stick his tounge out and mutter "What the hell do you want?" Under his breath so that it could not be heard. "You...You knew Garasoth...didn't you..?" He was stunned at the bluntness of this question, this boy reminded him a lot of himself as he shook his head and gripped hard onto the concrete roof. For a moment he felt as if he would fall down, plummeting to his death.. but then again he could always just turn into a shadow, but that was beside the point. Obviously this was a friend of Garasoth as well. "Knew him? He was my only friend... And I was there, I watched them all die, then in the wake of Pents destruction, destroyed the almighty destroyer left weakened by the aforementioned battle. Two heads of two rune covered children adorned the armored spikes on his shoulder. Four limbs and a mangled body of a once great assassin impaled on jagged rocks, each peice on its own rock. Finally he came to the greatest of all, and even wielding the awesome power of the Xumbre he fell at the hands of the meta-human. His skull crushed so easily beneath his hands untill nothing was left but bone dust. Shocked in horror I drew my blades, years of training, traveling alongside Garasoth before he came to this school poured into one final strike in which I sent that evil meta-human straight to the burning pits of hell." A tear streamed down his face, why had he just revealed the story of his first great battle to this complete stranger. His usual coldness had left him for the time being and he could no longer stand to be rude to this individual. I went to his abandoned mansion before I came here, to this school. Pent left it in ruins, this was the only thing I could uncover, that and about $5000... which I will use at this school. After tonight I will put away the clothing of a real hero untill ocasion arises for it to be worn again. I am Kite Yamashina. |
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| Moon Shadow | Sep 11 2004, 10:27 PM Post #5 |
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Neith frowned. He was being completely ignored. That guy pointed that sword at him as though he wanted to kill him. Well who cares, Neith thought. He knew this much. He definately was not wanted here. "What a bitch." Neith said to himself, walking away. |
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| Deleted User | Sep 11 2004, 10:34 PM Post #6 |
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Fait smiled weakly as the mental images came into his mind. Seeing his friends torn apart...ripped in hald...impaled..crushed....and then this boy...this ONE boy...was able to beat Pent by himself. He had to have incredible powers...but he was new here...so maybe he caught Pent off guard...or with an unbeatable attack. "Nice..to Meet you Kite..." He managed another weak smile at the boy. He watched the tear drip down his face and took out a small hankercheif, dark grey, and threw it into the boys lap. He grinned faintly and cast his gaze back down to the ground for a moment. "What a bitch." Fait gritted his teeth at the words the boy was speaking. For someone to say that about someone else...especially in a time like this...a time of pain...for more than just him...He sighed lightly and cast his gaze back to Kite. "Ignore him...he's new..." He grinned faintly and slid closer to Kite, within arms reach at least and held his gloved hand out to the boy. The glove had metal tips that clinked against eachother and even had claws at the ends. The middle of the palm was badly burnt, and the rest of the glove had small rips and tears in it. Nevertheless, he held it out to the boy. "Names Fait...Fait Stryker." |
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| Twilight Blitzer | Sep 11 2004, 10:48 PM Post #7 |
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?Introduction not needed... I recognised you from a description in one of Garasoth's letters..." He would stare at the gloved hand for a moment, never before had somebody shown him such kindness upon just meeting. With one hand he would take Fait's and shake, wiping his eyes with the cloth given to him with the other. After he was through he would toss it back to Fait and stand up. "Thanks." He would then lose himself in thought for a few moments, staring into the now nightime sky. The shimmering twilight above him calmed his nerves, soon he felt almost happy, losing himself in the darkness... The place... he had been here before, the warzone had been this school. He would close his eyes as the visions of the battle which had inprinted themselves into his mind played through again. A large mountian, jagged rocks, the waterfall. He had seen this place when he had first arrived at the school.. They had called it Dragoon mountian or something like that. "Were going to see Garasoth and Sijito.. Pent too. Come with me please." Without so much as another word he would pull himself and grab a hold of Fait's arm. "Dont worry at all, this is safe." Seconds later they were nothing more then shadows, Kite would hover motionless for a few moments, awaiting a reaction from the boy. Allowing the barrier between real and shadow open if Fait did not wish to go with him. Either way Kite was going to see the bodies. |
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| Deleted User | Sep 11 2004, 10:57 PM Post #8 |
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Fait stood up, and not meaning to be rude, released his arm from the boys grasp. He raised an eyebrow as the words of Kite sunk in. Going...to see the bodies? That couldn't be...they were dead...he...Fait shook his head for a moment and looked back into the small shadow portal that Kite had opened. He grinned and took a deep breath, shrugging as he stepped forward. He wasn't afraid...not of the darkness. Lucian had taught him not to be afraid...not even afraid of ones own death...but to accept death as the end of the cycle of life. He walked closer to the portal and stopped directly in front of it, looking at the boy. "What the hell...Lets go.." |
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| Moon Shadow | Sep 11 2004, 10:58 PM Post #9 |
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(Uhm, I'm pretty much..backing out of this topic.) |
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| Twilight Blitzer | Sep 11 2004, 11:05 PM Post #10 |
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Kite would smile and pull Fait into the Shadow plane, the entrance to sanity closing behind them. If they stayed here too long then they would both lose themselves, not being bound to the shadow plane as Kite was, it would happen sooner for Fait. Luckily moving about the shadow's was much faster then any other mode of transportation to the top of the mountian. Within a few minuits the texture of the ground had changed and it was harder, more unstable. They had reached the mountianside and were quickly climbing up it. After comming to an abrupt stop the boy would once again speak. "Were here" |
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