~The Hidden Cove~

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Arretsu

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Arretsu

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((*pokes thread* It's... semi alive?))

(( Yes Semi alive.. >> ))

((<< >> >< I may just have to disturb the peace!!!))

((Eeek! HOW COULD YOU?!))

((Er... umm... Ah.... BECAUSE I CAN!!! MUAHAHAHAH))

[digimonktbug]

((If i do smoething, it will be tomorrow.. *evil grin then poofs away*))

[Arretsu]

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((If i do smoething, it will be tomorrow.. *evil grin then poofs away*))

((Well make sure its after 6pm central. I work today! BLAH! I wish I could have slept in today...))

[digimonktbug]

((And the idea i had last night went poof...))

[Arretsu]

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((And the idea i had last night went poof...))

((What did I tell you about drinking to much?))

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Arretsu

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((And the idea i had last night went poof...))

((What did I tell you about drinking to much?))

((Not to do so....))

[digimonktbug]

((But i wasn't drinking... I was on Meds XD))

[Arretsu]

((Course blame it on the meds))

Terra was sitting comfortably on the porch swing, gently rocking back and forth as she looked out at the empty cove.

[digimonktbug]

((What? I take pretty good stuff XD))

Aquin had heard of this place. Protected by two guardians, a place of peace and recovery. It had been no exaduration(sp please?). She gasped in awe at the entrance, hesitant to make her way forward. When she was able, she cautiously stepped forward, eyes darting around and arms spread with the palms facing out. it was true, though, that she hid weapons She really had no ise ofr weapons anyway. They were heavy and bulky, not to mention ugly most of the time. She pulled a face, taking in the landscae before her in case the guardians decided she needed to leave. She wanted to remember this place.

[Arretsu]

Terra would feel the barrier ripple as someone entered the cove, the little alert was but a ripple of power.
Her gold eyes would watch the entrance, seeing who was making their way inside.

[digimonktbug]

She winced a little, pausing just inside the tunnel. Why hadn't she been stopped yet? Was the one living here that trusting? She stuck her head out, cautiously stepping into the light. She breathed a sigh of relief when she entered unchallenged. She smiled a bit, turning and climbing the entrance with ease. She rested just above the tunnel, taking her time looking around. She noted the house, and tilted her head. It was difficult to make out details with the mist from the waterfall. With a sigh, she let herself drop. Her body compacted when her right foot hit the ground, rolling forward and using the momentum to stand again. She brushed off her clothing, making her way to the house. Surely someone had to be there?

[Iron Ronin]

The lake within the Cove began to ripple. Nothing large at first or widespread, just a faint disturbance. As if some one had thrown a pebble into the calm waters. But quickly the ripple became a shaking and a churning until the whole of the lake was turned into a maelstrom of chaos and moving water.
The tornado finally hit bottom at a surprising depth, so that the very bottom could be seen. At that very spot, the center of the chaos the water seemingly guided itself into the shape of a man. When finally it solidified into a recognizable shape.
He was tall. Roughly 6 foot 6 and broad at the shoulder. Carrying a spear that glowed a frightening and uncomfortable shade of blue at the blade and a jeweled hilt broken just at the base of the blade.

This man began walking, easily and without pause straight up the maelstroms churning walls, then across the surface of the water itself until he reached the shore. His battle armor covered him head to toe in a shiny black material that seemed to move at the corner of an observers eye. He stood at the edge of the lake, and with a simple gesture the waters calmed.

Lifting the visor on his crowned helm, the troubled visage of Ronin, seemingly grown much older, now the spitting image of his father down to the glowing sapphire eyes.

He waited. He sought his grandmother. He had been the harbinger of many a foes death in the recent months but now he was the harbinger of terrible news....

[Arretsu]

A women, young in looks, crept slowly from the house, in time to see the tornado strike the waters surface. She would watch this spectacle from the doorway, her hand resting on the frame while the other rested at her side, her fingers playing with the fabric of her kimono. A cascade of white fell over her bare shoulders, for the sleeves had fallen to leave them bare.

Eyes as blue as a clear sky, widened, watching as a person would come up from the center of this chaos. Her hand tightened on the frame, as she pursed her glossed lips, and a determined look graced her delicate face.

Taking her hand from the door frame, she brushed aside silky strands of white from before her eyes. Her chest rose as she took in a deep breath, then let it out in a heavy sigh, before she moved. Her bare feet moved her down the porch steps, her steps silent, white dancing with her movement.

As she approached she studied him carefully, and putting to memory every inch of him and the aura he emitted.

It was the sapphire eyes that gave away his identity, a story told to her some time ago becoming fresh in her memory. He seemed troubled, and she knew this was not a visit to catch up on things. "You bring bads news don't you?" She said, as she stopped to stand in front of him, clasping her hands together before her.

[Iron Ronin]

Plunging the haft of the spear easily into the ground so that it stood on its own, he quickly removed his helm. His hair was long and a blue so dark it was almost black. Braided tightly so as to stay out of his vision. His chin was unshaven and rough, as though he had been on the move for a few days with out pause.
Upon closer inspection his armor was black like obsidian, but shifted as he moved so as to allow the most minimal resistance to his movements. The pauldrons were shaped like fearsome wolfs head and his helm mirrored them save for the coral crown upon the brow.

He didnt recognize the woman in front of him, but he knew that, simply by her being here, she was a friend. He lifted the jeweled to her, its handle well worn and shaped, the blade a glittering blue material, broken about 2 inches from the base.

"This is the blade called Destiny. The twin of Fate. Both were carried by my father, Torran Steele." His voice was deep but upon the word 'father' it wavered slightly as if fighting back some repressed emotion.
" Give this to the mistress of this place...tell her that her son is dead. A final death, his body burned to nothingness in nuclear fire." He handed her the hilt. " Tell her also that her grandson goes to make those responsible pay for there crimes with blood."

His face hardened as he placed the helm back on and freed his spear, turning quickly back towards the lake.
"Tell her also, that i go to join my father if i fail."

[Arretsu]

Her hands shook slightly as she gently took the blade. Sapphire eyes glanced down, studying it and wondering what all this blade as seen. "She...will not accept this easily, and she would want you to stay here." she said softly, as her eyes would move to once again stare at him. Sadness reflected in her blue eyes as she took in his appearance.

A heavy sigh escaped her lips, and gently she shook her head. "I never really got to meet him." Her hands tightened their grip on the hilt of the sword and she bowed her head. Silky strands of white cascaded over her shoulders and around her face like a silk curtain. Silver reflected within white, and when she glance up at him, a swirl of blue and gold greeted him through the strands that fell in front of her eyes. "You must stay."