Welcome Guest
[Log In]
[Register]
| AHS Announcements |
| Staff Announcement
A Mysterious Message! A new skin has been added in honor of the season! Also, Brackenridge Manor has opened it's doors! The butler has some words of warning for you. Cordially, Icarus
|
Main Storyline Information
Current Storyline Thread | |
|
|
||
| Welcome, you are currently not logged in. Without being logged in you are limited to posting in Contact the Staff and the Advertising forum. You are welcome to read as much as you like, but when you are ready to join, go ahead and read the rules and create an account! Create an Account! If you're already a member please log in: |
| Home is where the Heart Is; Riley and Akuryuu settle in(OPEN) | |
|---|---|
| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 10 2005, 01:36 PM (47 Views) | |
| Akukaishi | Jul 10 2005, 01:36 PM Post #1 |
|
Unregistered
|
The boy carried but two pieces of luggage, and a single sword crossed his back. These were his only belongings, but they were enough for him, having spent the last two years as a wandering swordsman. Those capable of perceiving such things would note the multi-colored maelstrom of his aura, red and green clashing in a swirling vortex around him. This boy was, in fact, two souls in one vessel, a dichotomy that would prove more hindering than helpful. The luggage he carried was just one representation of the great many differences separating the two individuals. Hanging from a shoulder strap hung a drab green canvas duffel bag, filled with clothes from the West. Denim jeans, black t-shirts, and two pairs of black combat boots were just a small sample of the duffel's contents. The other piece of luggage was a wooden travel chest, decorative kanji etched into the wood. Inside the trunk were clothes much like those the boy wore now, traditional Japanese clothing, though all made of fine expensive silks. The trunk must have weighed anywhere from twenty to thirty pounds, but he carried it with the ease of one used to such a burden. He glanced around, looking for someone to show him where he was supposed to go. "Hello? Is anyone here?" Pitiful. Asking for assistance in merely finding a single room... Aku...hush. I'm being polite. Something you could learn to appreciate. I have neither the time nor the effort of will to deign to entertain the notion of human social interactions. |
|
|
| 1 user reading this topic (1 Guest and 0 Anonymous) | |
| « Previous Topic · Yearbook: 2005 · Next Topic » |
| Track Topic · E-mail Topic |
9:39 AM Jul 11
|
Hosted for free by ZetaBoards · Privacy Policy





9:39 AM Jul 11