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Post by demonfire on Oct 17, 2007 16:17:53 GMT -5
"Yup, I know this place like..." Estrik said, pausing for a moment to think of some phrase other than 'Like the Back of My hand', because then he wouldn't know it all. "Like my own mind," he said, smiling from the recovery. "First, we need to get to the other side of the mountain, Clarik. If I recall, there's an old salt mine there, and salt is one of those substances that repel demons," Estrik said. "We can either go up the mountain and back down, or we can just go around, it's steep, but pretty small, so I'd recommend the latter. It would make things much easier."
They died because of you Suzume. It is all your fault, and the truth is, deep down, you know you enjoyed it, your kind always does, Breen said, losing the cover-up voice and just using his own.
Breen was still a little bit away from the clearing, but he still was close. The pull of his split soul ached away at him, but this was the game. His whistling helped his mind keep off the subject of his soul being split, and contrary to what you might think, it hurt. The tug was at least something he could use. Breen sent out what one would call a signal to his other part in Dae.
Dae, you'll never guess what I've got for you. the voice said in Dae's head, causing a headache that seemed to increase with every word said, Clarik on a stick! Breen echoed, sending the picture of Clarik, literally on a stick, more like impaled though. The mental warfare of the hunt was just, if not more, important than the physical aspect of it.
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Post by hannah montana on Oct 17, 2007 16:23:22 GMT -5
[[mmm tasty...sorry for the pure ooc XD but i HAD to put that.]]
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Post by Arual on Oct 17, 2007 16:34:15 GMT -5
"I don't know Suzume..." Cecil said idly to the young Suzume; the hate in his eyes for Breen subsiding as he talked to her, taking a deep sigh with a pause to his words, "Everyone eventually dies, especially in human races like mine. It's a natural occurrence in every living thing the world has living in it, and no matter how much we dislike it- we have to know the person or people who are gone from our lives want us to be happy." Cecil words pained him now, the truth of it all was lashing his soul to shreds even if he knew how to deal with it. The reason of it all was because he was a hypocrite to his own words- not happy and living in guilt and sadness even though he knew his mother and his friend would want him happy and healthy in life, the ability to move on and live life to the fullest. Cecil gave a small smile of past memories, "Sometimes I asked myself the same question, taking my daily sobs and guilty thoughts to make me feel even worse after my mom left me from illness. She and I were very close- and I still do that sometimes; taking my time in thought to wonder what I could have done different to let her live, not watching her die. She would say 'Chin up, my son- it'll be a better day tomorrow...and if it doesn't go well yet again....make it a better one. Only you can change what happens tomorrow, it's your strength and heart that determines the outcome of it all.' Suzume, I don't know your parents like you do, but they'd want you to be happy as well. They'd want you to do your best everyday no matter what. You'll see them again. Maybe not in the time you want to, but they certainly will be reunited with you." Cecil's speech ran long, and yet it felt so short. He knew at this point- something needed to change within him, something with the up most urgency. Alright, he may not need to change his ninja life or the way he sometimes acted, things like that; but it was a small tear in his heart which still needed mending. What better a time then after this was all over?
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Oct 17, 2007 18:09:57 GMT -5
Suzume looked at the ground, "Cecee... I'm scared..." she said "Why won't you tell me that I killed them? Didn't I?" She gave a slight sob, though it only lasted a moment, "now Vana is going to come and find me... and find this place... and then she's going to take me away and I'll never see any of you again... and I don't want to go." she wrapped her arms around herself as her mind began taking the warped memories that Breen was forcing upon her and she was starting to believe it all. "Cecee... I don't want to be here anymore..." she sniffled slightly but she was slowly, but surely making her small stream of tears subside. She'd already been through an ordeal earlier and she was already mentally strained from that, and now things weren't getting much better.
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Post by Arual on Oct 17, 2007 18:26:35 GMT -5
"Suzume, I want you to be here, and if this 'Vana' wants to take you away I'll stop her....you know I will, and at the least- do everything I can until there's nothing left of me to move." he told her with a small hardening to her last statement, having a feeling that she wants to die then continue on in her life. It was not the way to go and not the one for Suzume at all. Out of impulse and true honest emotion, Cecil let something slip that in the situation they were in, probably shouldn't have been. However, it was necessary for the secondary situation being deliberated over at the very second. Cecil found that the tear in his heart that was barely stitched up over the years from Shana's friendship along with the other friends at school, suddenly began to rip and make his hands a bit shaky. He was not scared, it was nervousness that made him do such in a unnoticeable manner. "Suzume, you're like a little sister to me. Please, don't be like that...."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Oct 17, 2007 18:49:49 GMT -5
"BUT MY MOM AND DAD ARE GONE! THEY'RE NEVER COMING BACK!" she shouted at Cecil, her ears pressed back against her red hair and a flurry of turquoise fire erupted around her in the burst of sad, confused anger the had shown. Her hands clenched into fists and she stood up, starting to walk away from Cecil, she didn't want to talk to him. He was wrong, nobody could stop Vana, nobody had ever stopped Vana. "AND I'M NOT YOUR SISTER, I HATE YOU!" she added, her eyes narrowed as she crossed her arms over her chest. She was sad and angry, and the only one there that her irrational little child mind to take it out on was Cecil, so of course she was saying anything possible to make him equally unhappy. Already she regretted saying anything, but she wouldn't tell anyone that, of course. So she made at an effort to get as far away from Cecil as possible, though considering the situation... it really wasn't the best idea, did I mention how irrational little children were?
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Post by Arual on Oct 17, 2007 19:01:36 GMT -5
Cecil was in a state of shock. Those words she said may have been true, but it hurt like Hell itself all the same. There were no words that could describe what he was thinking....feeling... It was all lost as the part of his heart shattered. It wasn't that he loved Suzume, for it wasn't of his nature to love anything in that way- at least- not for a very very long time from now; but it was the feeling of a lost and broken friendship that could never be remended because of so little amounts of words. It felt horrible to say it in the best possible way. The older boy took the words in and let nothing out in return. The crimson eyes dulled their brightness and the black locks of hair fell in his face, swaying in the wind slowly. What was there to say? What could he possibly say? He could only hope that she would realize it wasn't an attack at her- but agreement and a sense of security and protection- or reassurance in his trust to her. There was no percentage now.... or was there?
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Oct 17, 2007 19:02:04 GMT -5
Rell ducked away from the werewolf's double swipe like he was a low hanging branch on a morning carriage jaunt. "Should I take that snarl as a yes?" he inquired. "You're starting to get a bit inventive, but the pace is painfully lax. I would give you a hint, but when you're playing a very deadly game, it seems so wrong to cheat... almost sinful, wouldn't you say?" The demon smiled benignly, one hand raised with a gesture somewhere in between a silent beckoning and an exaggeration of his question.
Very far away, under an obsidian mountain, thoughts of Suzume hopped into Darishan's mind like startled coals. They really were not thoughts to be had during a fight with a dragon, but he couldn't shake them. "Be strong," he murmured in his monotone, not to himself, but to her.
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Post by demonfire on Oct 17, 2007 20:56:45 GMT -5
Suzume, don't worry, your not completely to blame, Breen said in her mind. If he was in a vessel right now he'd be smiling, You won't believe this, but do you know who made and helped you kill your parents? That little group down there Ceecee has been spying on. The picture of Suzume standing over her parents' corpses echoed through her mind, of course with the added satisfaction of showing the other posse standing there, laughing maniacally at what Suzume had done, even taking part in the gruesome act of the murder.
"Well, I'm going around the mountain; I don't want to kill my knees trying to get there," Estrik said, heading off around the base of the mountain, shielded by the shaking trees and large underbrush. Follow your nose now. What was it that it smelled like, eggs? Or was it sulfur? Was it both? he questioned himself. "If anyone else wants to come, I don't really care."
Tar reappeared, glowing in a brilliant white light. A smirk appeared on his wolfish muzzle, as he punched his arm out, sending a large, hardened light spear at Rell, before appearing on one side. Tar whipped one arm around, sending a whip of light where Rell's feet would hopefully be. "I hardly doubt you're one to choose what's sinful and what's not," he snarled.
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Post by hannah montana on Oct 17, 2007 21:16:27 GMT -5
"Follow the leader!" chanted Clark, putting his hands on Estrik's shoulders as he hummed and began to Congo. "Join in, everyone! We're being hunted, can't we at least celebrate before the party starts?" [[wtf...why did i put travis dear god. XD "travis" was clarik's former name before i decided he had a brother. yeeaaah >_> no one saw that.]]
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Post by J-Bear! on Oct 17, 2007 21:40:37 GMT -5
Dae smiled. "I know." She winked at him. Jatza laughed. "Nice recovery, Estrik." She shook her head, "I'm just kidding. By the way, if we ever do date," she paused, "which I'm not saying for sure, be prepared for a lot of teasing." She was still a little unsure of her feelings for him, but the odds were definitely in his favor. Dae's eyes widened at the sudden return of Breen, and they grew even bigger and fearful at the picture. Her stomach turned, but she ignored the headache. "Clarik . . ." She wrapped an arm around his waist protectively, and the image faded. "Clarik, he showed me a picture of you impaled on a stick," she said, her voice shaking with fear. Her eyes were pitch-black, and she was struggling to keep a hold of herself. She ignored him congo-ing with Estrik. [[EKSDEE. Nice, Reba. O.o]] [[<----- LMFAO IT GOES FOR YOUR MISTAKE, TOO. ]]
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Post by Arual on Oct 18, 2007 14:42:34 GMT -5
Cecil contemplated what happened, and then- what Breen had done to Suzume. They were somehow linked together though the attack used was not familiar to him. He thought through his now fogged up mind, the adrenaline bursting from inside his somewhat muscular form. "He let out a smoke, her sudden actions, change in thought.... Damn. He's using a type of telepathy or something to take her out and making it worse by slapping me in with it. I'm not only bait- I'm part of the plan." the boy thought to himself in deep, logical sense. The back of his mind- thoughts, dark and empty was where he went to to bring this whole processed thought together. Not only was he a bit slow on it all, but he felt horrible in a few ways then one. The boy had leaned against the tree, his red eyes aglow in a sense of pain and anger; not to his dear friend, but to Breen. His thumb pressed ontop of the other one, his arms hanging at their full length, though slightly bent. His head immediatly lifted itself as he activated a type of defense that was through eyesight and senses; being able to sense another vibe sink into Suzume's young and frightened mind. But what could he do? She wouldn't listen to him after all that.... and if she did, how would he be able to expell the casted twisting of a person's mind?
This was going to take Cecil a while, but he knew that there wasn't much time to waste or be given. On the contrary, it was running out fast, and he was brought to no bright ideas as he usually would. He refused to harm her..... ever.
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Post by hannah montana on Oct 18, 2007 16:08:16 GMT -5
"Clarik on a stick, eh?" Clarik said with a chuckle, an arm slipping over her shoulders to pull her against him. "Sounds delish. Do you really think a stick is going to stop me?" He threw his head back, laughing. "You'll have to do better than that, O Great Prophet!"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Oct 18, 2007 17:31:29 GMT -5
"Where are they?" she asked, her eyes narrowed as she asked Breen where the people were, she wanted to find them to atleast ask them, if nothing less- though it was likely that things would quickly get out of hand. She didn't hear the words spoken by Darishan and she didn't know of what was going on with the others, but she did know that if she ever had a chance at making the stranger shut up, she'd have to likely listen to it. The small black fox moved through the underbrush now, barely making the slightest of sounds as she did so.
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Post by Arual on Oct 18, 2007 17:53:17 GMT -5
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7LMO8eSjSx4 watch this and really tune into Cecil's POV. It makes so much sense if youre doing it right- itd possibly make ya cry.)
Cecil flashed and moved in and followed Suzume, wanting to keep an eye on her. He didn't- he couldn't hurt her! He was her friend.... and it couldn't be on a waiting list, so he set Breen aside even though he wanted a piece of that bas--- of a slayer. His red eyes dimmed themselves and made sure he was a sleuth as the eight year old Suzume was, ninja stealth one of the many perfected things he's worked on for a long while now. "I'm sorry, Suzume! I'm sorry....I'm sorry I couldn't tell you everything! Please, fight this off and listen to sense! I know you can...." he thought as the adrenaline gushed out of his very soul, his heart beating violently as he had a distance to the girl, but followed behind, the back of his mind thinking about how Breen must be loving all of this- sitting and have one hell of a day of 'fun'. The boy winced with a grimaced face as he watched the girl go closer and closer to the group. A pause set in and Cecil knew the only thing he could do was watch no matter what he figured would be worse off if he didn't stopped her now. However, after the 'I HATE YOU' Cecil had three things running through his head, one mentioned earlier before.
Cecil's mind: Sound familiar? No! It's not like that....! I-I 00 Don't deny it, you know exactly what. You can't stand that after all your friend has gone through... the bond you've made with her TWICE.... that she'll be in more guilt, grief and sorrow after its all over. Shut the Hell UP! I know she's like me... so what? What's wrong with caring for a person when you're close to them? Nothing, excluding the point where at your pathetic age of six, you decided to close every person who you ever knew or came to know off from every fiber of your being to avenger your mother's death by your brother. It's almost exact, you know.... I'm highly amused with it all. You don't need to remind me. I know what I did and what my past is... if anyone does, it should be me. Suzume is someone, like Shana...like Darishan... like Vincent and all the others.... I've come to love.....come to hold dear to me. I don't intend to let anything hurt them if I have a say in it- not by a long shot. Then you may be a bit too late genius. Suzume is already under Breen's control... you really think you can defeat a guy that strong? *pause* You, look- *laughs in that tone his brother had and his cruel father did when he was with the rest of the family*you're crying inside...you're broken into little insignificant bits of ash. I LOVE IT! *a tear mentally DOES in fact fall, but none of this is shown in reality.*
The boy's fists were turning white now, rage built by being stuck in the middle not being able to do anything to the situation's outcome.
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