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Post by Darth Nergul on Apr 22, 2008 16:14:57 GMT -5
It was time for a wandering exile to return to his planet as a changed man. He did not know exactly where to set foot. His memories of the place were almost completely gone. The only true memory was the one where the Blade of Balance was taken from its rightful home by Jack. Itami brushed his hair out of his eyes, for once caring what he could see in front of him. His robes, or really just rags, were as messy as his hair had been. In truth, the confused angel had really given up on life, but he still liked it more to where else he could go. It still felt like he was under the curse that was set upon his race when the blade split. The very memory made him hiss, but he still continued to go to his destination.
"Reveal to me, damn you," Itami spoke in a low voice to the figments of his imagination. "Reveal to me..." His shrill voice halted, making him walk in complete silence, other then the sound of dragging feet. The soul of the damned man was already torn apart, and it was apparent on his physical being. "Reveal to me what my purpose is!" Down on his knees, on that cold, unforgiving ground, the fiend stared forward. There was no real destination for him. No, it was just more of his wandering. "Cruel fate... you won't even talk to me!" Rage flowed through his rage. It flowed down to his finger tips, creating dark lightning that matched his emotions. The creation was merely shot out into the sky, to be ignored as he got up and continued to drag his feet.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Apr 23, 2008 0:41:37 GMT -5
A man's calm voice rang out from the tree's in the distance from itami.
??: What brings you here my brother? What burden have you brought with you?
A man with long black hair and a simple white robe emerged from the forest line, and beyond that forest line is where he lived, the old village on Tishi, where the temple of balance still stood as a monument against time. Luster could see this man was lost.... a lost soul if there ever was one.
Luster: Rejoice, you are home.
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Post by Darth Nergul on Apr 23, 2008 0:45:06 GMT -5
A voice was speaking out to him. The winged one had to ask himself twice if it was part of his imagination again, but he finally accepted that this time, the person who spoke to him was real. Itami searched for the person, using his memory to decipher which way it came from. He turned to the forest, seeing someone emerge from it. Blood lust was still boiling in him, but right now, he was oddly calm. The shrewd hair fell in front of his eyes as he remained silent, unable to think of what to say.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Apr 23, 2008 0:54:55 GMT -5
Luster could deep turmoil in the man infront of him and even a hint of the darkside even now. Luster however man no move of agression against his fellow mitsukai, and after a puase in his converstation which was dull to say the least he spoke again.
Luster: There's a storm approaching, you can wander out in the wilderness if you want, or you can come with me back to the village.....
luster waited for a second but got no responce.
luster: Alright, if you change your mind, it's beyond these tree's.
Luster turned around and started to head back towards the village, as the clouds began to become darker....
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Post by Darth Nergul on Apr 23, 2008 0:59:56 GMT -5
"Beyond the trees..."
Those words ringed through his head, helping him remember where he lived before the sword was taken. The only memories he got where how things used to go around, and how the people were back then. No names came to mind, unfortunately. But these small memories were enough to make him crave for more. Flapping his wings a bit, Itami flew into the air, gliding over the forest and towards the village. The storm was no concern to him, he couldn't give a damn if he was soaked by the downpour. His eyes scanned around for the man who greeted him..
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Apr 23, 2008 1:10:11 GMT -5
Luster looked up to the sky as a shadow passed over head, it had only been a few minutes since he had left the man out in the woods but it appeared he was coming around.
Luster: So you decided to join me.
Luster was infront of his hut which seemed to give the aura of cooking meat, and a stew like arua from within the hut.
Luster: So can you talk, or are you just not in the mood...?
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Post by Darth Nergul on Apr 26, 2008 3:19:43 GMT -5
Itami simply stared at the man that was speaking to him. In his heart, he truly wanted to talk to him. His body stayed silent though, as he tried to talk. He decided to just look at the meat that was being cooked, instead of talking. The winged exile simply took a seat inside the hut across from Luster, trying to smile as much as he could.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Apr 26, 2008 18:11:57 GMT -5
"The silent type huh?" said Luster realizing that his guest probably wasn't going to talk for a good while. "Aw well, i dont get to many people to talk to out here anyways, and the force would be one to throw me an intangible that doesn't like to talk."
Luster chuckled a bit throwing a stick of meat to the newcomer here, and then took one of his own.
"You know i'm not the only Mitsukai that lives here.... a few have found their way back here." Said luster.
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Post by Darth Nergul on Apr 27, 2008 0:53:08 GMT -5
"Who?!" asked Itami all of sudden. His voice bursted out in excitement, yet at the same time in sorrow. The thought that someone he knew, back then, could still be around on Tishi boiled his blood. Anxiety was flowing through him, yet he still didn't say anything else. What he really wanted to do was let Luster simply list who else was here. A small, happy expression appeared on his face, but it wasn't too obvious to those who weren't paying attention. Relating to the meat on the stick, he simply caught it and started crunching on it, but not too violently. Maybe there was still hope in the Galaxy for him. Maybe his life story didn't have to end in pain...
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on May 5, 2008 3:02:30 GMT -5
Luster took a bite out of the food before responding, letting the food warm him up. He always appreshiated the small things of life, after that curse had been lifted everything seemed different. "Well we sometimes get newcomers, however we have total of 6 intangibles not including you and me." Said luster as he relaxed his wings outwards. "We have, Luxin, Tinar, the twins Gintesh and Guildness, and finally we have old Neflair.... I dont know if you knew any of them personally back then."
Luster leaned back slightly and contiuned to eat watching his new friend's expressions change as the conversation progressed, it was good to find yet another surviver today, however this one seemed lost more then most.
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Post by Darth Nergul on May 5, 2008 17:36:13 GMT -5
The same solemn face returned to his body. None of those that were listed came to mind, which was downright disappointing. It was also depressing that there were only six others, other then themselves. Still, there was hope that there were more friendly survivors, some that he could even know. "Thank you for the meal," Itami said lowly, while somehow keeping a sign of honest gratitude, before getting up. Taking a short bow, the wanderer stared at the ground, reflecting on the man he just met.
He smiled a bit, noticing that neither of them told each other their names. The rogue Mitsukai thought that he was the one that should speak first. Itami said, "Customarily, one should tell their names to others. I am Itami." His short, little plan now was to just wait until his new friend, if he could call him a friend yet, to tell him his name, if he so wished to do so. The ears on the side of his head were alert, waiting for the words that would reveal the identity of this person. After he got what he wanted, or not, Itami would leave the hut. Perhaps he would search for his old home, or he could just wander around, maybe even leaving the planet. Not even he knew where he was going to go.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on May 5, 2008 17:47:17 GMT -5
Luster smirked for a moment, it had been long time since he had mentioned his name. Infact, it had definately been over 100 years since luster had heard his own name, perhaps longer.
"Luster." he said simply as he finished the last of his food and tossed the stick into the small fire, which happily gobbled up the small wooden peice. Standing up luster spoke once more. "Well, nice to meet you Itami."
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Post by Darth Nergul on May 5, 2008 17:50:45 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you too," said Itami as he exited the hut of Luster. He stored the name that he heard in his head. In fact, it was probably the only name he could really remember at the time. All of those other names were locked away in the back of his head, only to be remembered if he actually heard the names again. Still, even then, he might not completely remember them. In truth, he probably remembered their faces more then their actual names. Their personalities were even more important then their faces, so he remembered them more. Still, no names, which might prove very awkward. Itami looked up into the sky, soon jumping towards it while flapping his wings, ascending higher and higher to get a better view of this place.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on May 5, 2008 17:56:13 GMT -5
"There always restless when the come to this place...." Luster trailed off as he walked out of his hut, and headed for the temple, it was very odd to him still to walk into the temple of balance which had once held the blade of balance. He was no longer bound to this place except that it was part of his past, any other connection had long been severed. As luster looked at the rather empty temple, he could picture where his father had once sat as an elder, and his smile to see his son having done so well....
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Post by Darth Nergul on Jun 8, 2008 2:28:50 GMT -5
There was no destination. No where really to go to in a place that was already destroyed. No one to visit, because no one that he knew was alive, or at least here. It was freezing in the clothing that he still had, but he still took every single step without faltering. Slight memories could pop up about the places that he visits again, but nothing important. There was one part of his body that wasn't almost completely stiff, and that was his wings. They showed all his anxiety, all of that nervousness about coming back to this place. The winged exile grabbed part of his clothing and tore if off, just to get a glimpse of what he had done to his body. Curse marks from using Sith voodoo and alchemy. It helped him fight with more power, but the cost was even greater then that. "Removal," Itami spoke softly. "That is what I want most." Being here made him think about the curse all of the Mitsukai received, and how it was actually just gone. Him thinking it was still haunting them, was just an illusion created by those maddening processes in vain attempts to drastically increase his power. "I don't need this, but I need help." The angel stood there, staring at the ground, just wondering what person could possibly help him.
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