Post by L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A on Apr 5, 2007 20:29:54 GMT -5
((This was written by Cecil, btw. ;D))
A glint sparked a demonic flare within the pupils of his eyes. The expression on his face gave off every emotion, and yet said none at all, all at the same time. To some, the word “death” was written all over the glare he sent off…and sure enough, it was. A indescribable shade of black was the color of his hair; and though his voice made not a single *ting* as he drew a breath, the silence of his presence even, was so mind numbing it ran goosebumps up your arms and a chill down your neck.
Flashbacks of previous events that had occurred started to solidify within his memory. Not like he had actually forgotten about it all, but more like- stored it away to focus on more important matters at hand. Not a thought processed within him was out of place. However, that headband. That stupid girl. His stupid will. That retired-good for nothing school. All these factors aggravated him to no end. “But,” he thought silently in a deep and impassive tone, “there is still one piece in my favor.” He glanced over to the boy next to him.
The kid had an unexpected amount- and range of power seething in him and was one to stay out of the crowd, one who did not exactly like to talk at all unless necessary. However, had a deep hatred buried in his soul that he does not even understand himself. Which in this case, was a surprise and a ‘blessing’ on his half, but nevertheless, all worth the while and now his plan would finally come together. This kid….this kid was special. He was skilled…and to put it simply: the boy was perfect for what he was looking for. A small glimpse of a shine opened itself up for a mere second as his sleeve shifted from the winds path. He expected his brother to have been much more of a threat since their last encounter, but in his own mind, he knew quite well that his brother had long awaited this day. Another silent thought was drawn by that moment. He knew it was possible all the same anyways. “Last time, he came at me with no fear. He was willing to sacrifice himself for his friends. Not even releasing much chakra…,” he added to that obscure flashback that replayed inside his mind. The reaction to that memory caused his eyes to narrow, not even causing a slight flinch between the two movements. Small ridges of squint marks creased his nose and pinned away not long after being made. The next gesture he made was the repositioning of his gaze; that, instead of looking at the kid, now faced front once more. “Get ready,” he spoke with little emotion, keeping his hardened stare out beyond the normal expansion of eyesight. “They are almost here.”
While one sibling was outside in the Divine Hills, the youngest one slipped his katana into its sheath; same went for his dagger. His eyes were just as inflamed as the matching pair outside. His forehead protector shone with a diagonal streak across it. Now, he was going to try at do the one thing he has been trying to do for years. It was time to avenge his family’s death!
((THIS DOES NOT BEGIN UNTIL MONDAY!!!))
The Avenged and Redemption
A glint sparked a demonic flare within the pupils of his eyes. The expression on his face gave off every emotion, and yet said none at all, all at the same time. To some, the word “death” was written all over the glare he sent off…and sure enough, it was. A indescribable shade of black was the color of his hair; and though his voice made not a single *ting* as he drew a breath, the silence of his presence even, was so mind numbing it ran goosebumps up your arms and a chill down your neck.
Flashbacks of previous events that had occurred started to solidify within his memory. Not like he had actually forgotten about it all, but more like- stored it away to focus on more important matters at hand. Not a thought processed within him was out of place. However, that headband. That stupid girl. His stupid will. That retired-good for nothing school. All these factors aggravated him to no end. “But,” he thought silently in a deep and impassive tone, “there is still one piece in my favor.” He glanced over to the boy next to him.
The kid had an unexpected amount- and range of power seething in him and was one to stay out of the crowd, one who did not exactly like to talk at all unless necessary. However, had a deep hatred buried in his soul that he does not even understand himself. Which in this case, was a surprise and a ‘blessing’ on his half, but nevertheless, all worth the while and now his plan would finally come together. This kid….this kid was special. He was skilled…and to put it simply: the boy was perfect for what he was looking for. A small glimpse of a shine opened itself up for a mere second as his sleeve shifted from the winds path. He expected his brother to have been much more of a threat since their last encounter, but in his own mind, he knew quite well that his brother had long awaited this day. Another silent thought was drawn by that moment. He knew it was possible all the same anyways. “Last time, he came at me with no fear. He was willing to sacrifice himself for his friends. Not even releasing much chakra…,” he added to that obscure flashback that replayed inside his mind. The reaction to that memory caused his eyes to narrow, not even causing a slight flinch between the two movements. Small ridges of squint marks creased his nose and pinned away not long after being made. The next gesture he made was the repositioning of his gaze; that, instead of looking at the kid, now faced front once more. “Get ready,” he spoke with little emotion, keeping his hardened stare out beyond the normal expansion of eyesight. “They are almost here.”
While one sibling was outside in the Divine Hills, the youngest one slipped his katana into its sheath; same went for his dagger. His eyes were just as inflamed as the matching pair outside. His forehead protector shone with a diagonal streak across it. Now, he was going to try at do the one thing he has been trying to do for years. It was time to avenge his family’s death!
((THIS DOES NOT BEGIN UNTIL MONDAY!!!))
