Naomi's Testing Thread

[Naomi the Shadow Wolf]

ђαяυмι☾ђιяαι

[☪]xxxxxxxxBasics →

• My friends call me . . . . Haru, Aru, Haru-chan, Aru-chan, Hirai-san
• Doctors say I'm a . . . . Girl
• Nature made me a . . . . Human
• Candles on my birthday cake . . . . Twenty-one
• Just so you know I'm . . . . Straight

[☪]xxxxxxxxFiner Points →

• My reflection shows this . . . . awesomenss. Aren't I cute?
• People say I'm . . . . a rambunctious girl who is full of energy. I love to have fun and hang out with friends, especially Kira. Normally I can keep my anger in check but there are just somethings that set me off. When my anger flares it isn't pretty. I tend to be naive and a little to trusting. So I'm willing to give anyone a chance. However break my trust and you'll have to work to get it back. I'm not the type that gives second chances lightly.
• Listen to my story . . . . because it's bizarre in more ways then one.

Part of my abnormal tale has to do with my great great grandfather.. Smart and kind man he was always putting his neck out to help people in need. Had an overwhelming sense of justice about him. Well so anyway, many people thought he was going insane as he got on in years. Calling him senile and all that. Mainly due to his countless stories about another world where he said he did battle alongside dragons. It was also where he claimed he lost his first love, a woman with silver wings. Whether his stories were real or not, no one knows.

These stories of his passed down in my family as fairy tales. As a small child my mother would recite these tales to me like her father had done with her. I was utterly intrigued by the world in the story. They were full of magic, heroism, epic battles, and mythical creatures. However as I got older I grew out of the stories which was to be expected. Still I often found myself wondering if maybe their was truth in those tales. Most of the time these thoughts would enter my mind while I was holding the small dark blue violet gem that had belonged to my great great grandfather. Well it was half of a gem anyway. Cracked straight down the middle. I only had one half. Where the other half was, no one knew. What was also a mystery was what the gem was made of. Jewelers hadn’t the slightest clue and said it was worthless. None the less it has passed down the family all the way to my hands. I tended to carry it around with me everywhere.

Getting more on track with my own life, I had the basic childhood. Nothing all that exciting happened. I grew up in a small town near Tokyo, Japan. Nothing all that spectacular happens in small towns. Well there was this one time when I was ten when I almost drowned in the near by river when it was flooding from all the rain. I've been afraid of large bodies of water ever since. When I was sixteen my family moved into Tokyo due to my father's new job. So out with the quiet small town and in with the craziness that came with living in the city.

On my first day at my new high school, I met him. Kira Itsumo. He was sort of distant from everyone else. Some even called him a "badboy". Many people just avoided him. Some reason I found myself drawn to him and there were times where I tried to talk with him. I didn't get much out before my tongue became tied because of my shyness and I'd backed down. It didn't seem like I'd ever get to know him. A fact that grew more and more apparent with each failed attempt to have a decent conversation with him that didn’t end with me going all bashful. Then one fateful day things took a turn for the better. I was hurrying off to class because I was running late, fell asleep in the library….again though I‘d never admit I‘d done something so silly. When I turned a corner I ran smack into him knocking me backward and spilling my school books everywhere. I had quickly apologized while blushing madly and gathering my things together, before sidestepping around him to continue on my way. Little did I know that one of my books had gotten mixed in with his. Later that day he returned it to me and to my utter surprise he asked me out. That started it all. After that first date we hit it off, becoming nearly inseparable. It's been about five years now and our relationship is still going strong. Makes me wonder....did I find my match?

After high school I ended up at the University of Tokyo and to my joy Kira got in to. This year the two of us and a couple other students began work on a science experiment to develop an alternate form of power. The experiment itself gained much support and was looking to be a huge success. Little did anyone know that it would be the gateway to a whole new destiny for myself as well as Kira. It was just an ordinary day when I went to check in on it one morning. Someone had carelessly left a soda can in the 200x200 foot dome that housed the experiment and some monitoring equipment. While I was inside the dome getting the can, the experiment kicked to life. Where the new energy source was suppose to grow, something else took it's place. A strange black mass that stretched out into a tall oval and the surface changed to reveal a mountainous landscape and a floating grimy tower. I don't now why I walked toward it. The memory is a little fuzzy. The moment I came in contact with it I found myself sucked in and engulfed in darkness.

So that's where my story ends and a new one begins......
• I just adore these things . . . .
-My Kira-kun
-Sweets
-Blue and red
-Cloudless nights where I can see the stars
-Deep red roses
-Reading
• Get that away before I smack you . . . .
-Being called "Hammi"
-Spiders (deadly afraid)
-Pink
-Large bodies of water (due to almost drowning when I was ten)
-Egomaniacs
-Bitter foods and drinks
• My heart longs for . . . . Kira Itsumo, he's a dream come true and my high school sweetheart.

[☪]xxxxxxxxBattlefield →

• My weapon of choice is . . . . this wicked scythe.
• Sometimes I use . . . . this little dagger.
• I harness the power of . . . .

[☪]xxxxxxxxDragoon →

• The dragoon spirit I hold is . . . . Darkness
• Do I have a dragon? That would be a . . . . No
• I named my dragon . . . . N/A
• My awesome dragon looks like this . . . . N/A

[☪]xxxxxxxxBackstage Secrets →

• I sing this in the shower . . . . Evanescence - "Whisper"
• Colors of choice . . . . #361a9e
• My puppeteer is . . . . Naomi the Shadow Wolf

[Naomi the Shadow Wolf]

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Not all who walk in shadows are evil. Swallowed by the darkness I reach for the fiery light of the
man who's name I have forgotten. "Save me from myself...."
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♪Catch me as I fall. Say you're here and it's all over now.
Speaking to the atmosphere. No one's here and I fall into myself.♪
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[demi wolfsong]

Kira☆Itsumo

[☪]xxxxxxxxBasics →

• My friends call me . . . .Ki, Riri, Ki-kun
• Doctors say I'm a . . . . Guy
• Nature made me a . . . . Human
• Candles on my birthday cake . . . . 23
• Just so you know I'm . . . . Straight

[☪]xxxxxxxxFiner Points →

• My reflection shows this . . . .Gah, I need a new tie...
• People say I'm . . . . Quiet, a bit of a loner. I keep to myself, unless I know you. Get to know me, and I'm loyal to a fault. I can be a little... odd at times, but do let that bother you.
• Listen to my story . . . .I was an orphan, living here in Tokyo. Not the greatest of places to grow up, I assure you. Still, the shelter wasn't too bad... long as you didn't start fights. Or try to stop others from fighting.

… Me being me.... well, yeah, I fell under Don't number two. I was a nice guy, the kid who watched out for everyone else. Had a good friend, one of the best. At the age of ten, he tried to kill me. I'd been adopted by a family, a happy family, and he wanted them for himself. Little to say... he failed. Though honestly, once I found out more about my new family, I wished he hadn't. They were cruel, hard. They belonged to the upper-echelon of society, if you will. Mother had been... unfruitful, if you will, and father was getting on in years. He needed someone to inherit the name of our family, to carry us on into tomorrow. And sadly, my scores (for I was one of the brightest in the entire damn Orphanage) Merited me enough attention that they adopted me, along with fifteen other boys. We were tested, pushed to learn everything we could. Be it economy, literature, sports... even fighting. For nearly four years that went on.

Then came our final tests. These would determine weather we were truly fit to lead the company and it's name. Unfortunately (least, in father's eyes) I failed, was usurped. I left the next day, thrown out on the streets, with nothing but a few hundred dollars and a suitcase full of clothes.

I wouldn't go back to the orphanage, but I wasn't the type to beg either. So, I found myself residence. I found myself a job. Several jobs, being that I was a minor. And, I enrolled in school, to finish my diploma. School, like everything else, sucked. At this point, I came to the conclusion, human's, in general, suck. Jocks, preps, nerds, goths an emo's... they all felt like little more then a waste of time to me. Everyone trying to put on their best faces for people who at their core, hated one another. Oh sure, I was nice enough to talk to, I suppose. I had a few people, people, who I judged were worthy of my trust, who watched my back. They were the only thing that kept me going, in those days.

Until high school. I met this girl, unlike a lot of others. She... she actually came up and talked to me, instead of being a regular b***h like all the others. Caught off guard, I kind of... ran. Very very quickly, I might add.

After that, I tried to work up the courage to talk to her several other times, but lost all nerve every. Single. Time. It was frustrating, to say the least. Finally, after I had given up hope entirely, I ran into her one day. Literally. She'd been in a hurry, ( I still think she'd fallen asleep in the library, but she denies it.) and took a corner too fast, ramming into me. In fact, she was in such a hurry, she didn't even notice the book she'd mixed in with my own belongings.

Directions from God, it was. After class I took her her book back, then kind of blurted out that I wanted to take her to dinner. Okay, Jeremy tells me it was more like I screamed it, but I'm not that idiotic.

Anyways, after that... things sort of... took off. Like, space-shuttle-leaving-atmo taking off. To say that they were some of the best days of my life, is an understatement. An now, we even go to college together.

I honestly, can't see myself with any other woman. So much so, that I honestly think she's the one. Now if I could just work up the courage!! Stupid shyness. Stupid ring, having to be so importantly special... But, I want it to be special. In fact, I think after we finish our latest project, I'll do it. We're too wrapped up in work right now anyways, and it'd just be distracting.

So! Let's hope no end-of-the-world-scheme's occur and throw everything off course, right?!

Or at least, that's what I thought. Turns out, end-of-world-scheme DID happen. Dammit!! Now Haru's running (okay, she walked, but that's beside the point) through portals, I'm chopping down doors with axes and chasing after, and I think there's something trying to eat my face off.
Oh, and I'm pretty sure the project is ruined.
Gah... the sucks.

• I just adore these things . . . .
-My Haru-chan
-mint-chocolate-ice cream
-Flames ( in varying degrees)
-anime/fantasy stuff. (So I'm a bit of a geek. Who honestly cares?)
• Get that away before I smack you . . . .
-bullies
-humanity in general
-backstabbers
• My heart longs for . . . . Harumi Hirai

[☪]xxxxxxxxBattlefield →

• My weapon of choice is . . . .Scimitar
• Sometimes I use . . . . N/A
• I harness the power of . . . . Fire

[☪]xxxxxxxxDragoon →

• The dragoon spirit I hold is . . . . None...yet
• Do I have a dragon? That would be a . . . . No
• I named my dragon . . . . N/A
• My awesome dragon looks like this . . . .N/A

[☪]xxxxxxxxBackstage Secrets →

• I sing this in the shower . . . . Heart Of a Dragon
• Colors of choice . . . . #921125
• My puppeteer is . . . . Demi Wolfsong

[Naomi the Shadow Wolf]

Delani☆Rishwar

[☪]xxxxxxxxBasics →

• My friends call me . . . . Lani
• Doctors say I'm a . . . . Girl
• Nature made me a . . . . Wingly
• Candles on my birthday cake . . . . Fifteen
• Just so you know I'm . . . . Straight

[☪]xxxxxxxxFiner Points →

• My reflection shows this . . . . frail young girl.
• People say I'm . . . . very soft spoken and a kindhearted girl who longs to help others. They're right to. I tend to shy away from crowds and keep to myself. However when someone needs my help I will be there for them. That is why I wanted to become a healer so that I could use my knowledge of herbs and remedies to help people. I hate fighting so I try to avoid it whenever possible. I'm not all that tough so I tend to get pushed around. When it comes to forgiveness I will give it even when the person I am forgiving doesn't deserve it. However I do have my limits and there are somethings that are beyond forgiveness in my eyes.
• Listen to my story . . . . even though it is not all that spectacular. I was born in the hidden woodland Wingly City and the youngest of three children. My older sister was to take after my mother as a seamstress while my older brother followed the path of my father to become a guard for the city. I found myself on a different path as I wanted to become a healer. So I sought out an old wingly healer within the city to teach me.

From my teacher I heard many stories about the outside world which she had traveled during her youth. With every story I heard came a greater curiosity to see it all for myself. When I told my mother this, she laughed. She told me the outer world was no place for a young Wingly to traverse. It was best if I just remained within the safety of the forest. That did not crush my growing desire. I would get my chance.

One day as I was chatting with my sister about wanting to go to the outer world, my father overheard. It was as if all hell had broken loose. Father struck me across the face with the back of his hand. As I sat there on the floor where I had landed after being hit, tears streamed down my face, Father yelled at me. He called me stupid for even thinking about leaving the forest and told me if I ever tried to he would drag me back by force if necessary. Never had I seen my father was angry and this had been the first time he'd ever raised a hand to me. Later I found out the reason he had reacted like that was because his younger brother had left the forest and gotten killed by some bandits.

Even so I would not let the events of the past damper my want to leave the forest so I could explore the outer world. My curiosity was to strong. So as much as I respected my father and symbolized with what happened to his brother, I would not let that stop me. So one night three months ago I managed to sneak out of the city and out beyond the forest. Now I travel the land as a healer to those who need it.
• I just adore these things . . . .
-Warm peaceful days
-Quiet
-Furry animals
-Drawing
-Healing the wounded
-Flying
• Get that away before I smack you . . . .
-Darkness
-Snakes
-Fighting
-Bees
-Killing
• My heart longs for . . . . No one yet

[☪]xxxxxxxxBattlefield →

• My weapon of choice is . . . . a staff my teacher gave me.
• Sometimes I use . . . . a metal fan.
• I harness the power of . . . . Air

[☪]xxxxxxxxBackstage Secrets →

• I sing this in the shower . . . . (Theme Song)
• Colors of choice . . . . #82baf3
• My puppeteer is . . . . Naomi the Shadow Wolf

[demi wolfsong]

Alexandria☆sommens

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• My friends call me . . . . Alex, Andria, Lia, Xan-kun
• Doctors say I'm a . . . . Girl
• Nature made me a . . . . Human
• Candles on my birthday cake . . . . 18
• Just so you know I'm . . . . straight

[☪]xxxxxxxxFiner Points →

• My reflection shows this . . . . My Life is My blade
• People say I'm . . . . Cold. I've devoted my entire life to the blade. It's who I am. I don't have time for petty things like friendships or love. Yet... there's this part of me. This distant part of me. And it aches... What is this feeling?
• Listen to my story . . . . I was born in the small village of Basil, not two miles from The Crystal Lake. Life for me.. well, it wasn't all that easy. My father was a blacksmith, and my mother was a house wife. Normally most girls in their younger years would be with their mothers, learning the way of a house wife.

I didn't. Sure, I learned it because I had to, but my real passion was the furnace, the hammer. I loved and practically worshiped my father, and he willingly accepted me into his smith. He taught me every day, from the moment I could hold a hammer and tongs, and slowly over the years, I was a fully fledged apprentice Blacksmith. But at the age of eleven, everything changed.

Raiders came to Basil, as they often did. But this time, there were more of them, more then ever before. They came, they blundered, they killed. They stole the only life I had ever known from me, killed my mother and father.

I was spared, Simply because my fathers smith was outside of the village, and I had stayed late working on one of my newest blades. They never came to the smith, never knew it existed. By the time I came home... Basil was in flames, and the raiders gone. After that... Well, I couldn't stay there anymore. I packed what I could, and packed as many of my fathers blades as possible.

I left Basil, and traveled the country, stopping where I could to sell my blades for food, money.. shelter.
I don't know how long I survived like that. At some point, I started foraging for my own food, learned to survive on my own. Until Ursiil. Ursill was a winglie, one of the few who still lived. He spent his time traveling the Continent, and during his travels, he found me. At the time, I was living (or trying to) in Lohan, barely scrapping by. It had been nearly a year since I left Basil, and I had sold every last blade I owned, Save one. This last one, was my pride and joy, My blade. It was the blade I had forged the night my parents were killed.

Ursiil came by me in the streets, and something made him stop. Something made him come into that dark alley way that I laid in, covered in filth and holding dearly to my sword. I thought he was going to take my blade, but it was all I had left. If he wanted it, he'd take it through the gullet.

When he saw me stand, watched me face him squarely with my sword, he simply smiled warmly at me. “You have nothing, yet you still fight?”he asked.
“I have my sword, and my life. That's enough for me.” I replied.
His smiled widened, and I could have sworn he looked like an angel then. He took me with him, bought me food. Took me back to his home, near Bale. I stayed there, with him, for the next five years. He taught me not only how to fight, but why. He showed me the way of his people, how to harness the elements, and how to survive. I paid him in weapons of all manner ( though he refused to take them as payment, claiming them to instead, be “gifts”) because most of all... He had a forge. Over the years, my simple blade became something more, was remade over and over, until it became what it is today. Sanguine, a blade of hope, and retribution.

Then, when I turned seventeen, Ursiil sent me away. He told me that I would have to learn the rest on my own. With my own people. Crushed as I was, I had known the day would come. I thanked him, then departed, forging my own path into the world.

It's been a year since then, and I can feel it. Somethings coming. Something that will change everything on this planet. Yet no matter what, I will do what Ursiil taught me. I will do what I couldn't for my mother and father. I will protect those who cannot protect themselves.
• I just adore these things . . . .
-My Sword
-Admiring swords
-Maintenance kit's for my sword
-Other fighters like myself
• Get that away before I smack you . . . .
-Archers
-men with no back bone
-people unwilling to save themselves (not to be mistaken for people who Can't protect themselves. Only those who can who can do something to change their rotten lives, yet do nothing.)
• My heart longs for . . . .No one.

[☪]xxxxxxxxBattlefield →

• My weapon of choice is . . . . Saguine
• Sometimes I use . . . . A small dagger (but only if I can't reach Saguine)
• I harness the power of . . . .Lightning

[☪]xxxxxxxxBackstage Secrets →

• I sing this in the shower . . . . Grace- Within Temptation
• Colors of choice . . . . #edbc31
• My puppeteer is . . . . demi wolfsong

[demi wolfsong]

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[Naomi the Shadow Wolf]

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"I have gone against my father's wishes and dared the outer world.
Let us hope my decision doesn't come back to stab me in the back."
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♪Fully alive,more than most. Ready to smile and love life
Fully alive. Now she knows, how to believe in futures♪
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[Naomi the Shadow Wolf]

That night would forever remain burned into her mind. The night life turned into a living hell for her. The memory was as clear in her mind now as it was when it happened two years ago. It had been filled with defeat, sorrow, fury, but most of all pain.

It had all started out as the conventional mission. The target vampire hadn’t be reported as anything out of the ordinary. Not overly strong or weak. Things should have gone perfect. The vampire would be ashed and Lillian would return home to receive her next assignment. Except things spiraled out of control right from the start. The vampire was nothing like the scouts had said. His power far exceeded anything Lillian had came in contact before. At once she knew she was outmatched but she did not give in. It was a foolish mistake on her part that would come to haunt her.

The whole fight the vampire was just toying with her. Brushing off every attack but never making any move to attack back. When at least he must have gotten tired of the fight he easily disarmed Lillian and cornered her. The normal action a vampire might take at this moment would be kill the slayer who had come after his life. However this vampire was not normal in that sense and had a sick sense of humor.

The pain of the vampire’s fangs sinking into her flesh flashed in her mind being the second most prominent event in that memory. Never had she ever been put into a situation where a vampire had actually ever defiled her skin with their disgusting fangs. It was a major blow to her pride as a slayer so much to the point she wished for death which was likely to come soon. Even worse then being bitten and fed from was the fact the pain did not stay for long before being replaced with pleasure. Such was the way a vampire bite worked. She cursed herself for reacting the way she did even though she had no way of preventing it. Any fight she had left in her had been swallowed up with only wanting remaining. Damnit all to hell!!

Sometime during the time the vampire fed upon her she had lost consciousness. When she awoke it was to pain like nothing she had ever felt before. Every fiber of her being was flaring like a raging inferno. Every cell screaming. Every bone crying. Her body was dieing but at a slow agonizing rate. Death never came to her tortured body. Just when the pain had reached such an unbearable rate and Lillian’s throat was raw from her screaming, it all came to a sudden end leaving nothing but a tingling sensation all along her body.

Then the thirst had hit. The thirst tore at her sanity, playing off the primal instincts that laid hidden down deep within her. It was in that moment she knew the truth. That vampire b*****d had done the one thing that was worse then death for a slayer such as her. He had turned her into the one thing she despised over all others. Lillian was now a vampire. That night when the blood lust had hit for the first time she had done a many horrible things. Things she was not proud of. Senseless slaughter was left in her wake stained in the blood of the innocent.

Two years later and Lillian was continuing to be tortured by this curse that had been laid upon her. There was no reversing it so she was stuck with it until death. It would be easy enough to bring about her death. She was sure any of her clan members would gladly end this shell of a life she now had. Yet she could not give in to death’s embrace. Not until she got her revenge on the b*****d who shattered her life.

The vampire she was after was incredibly difficult to track down. By the time she ever reached the location her searching led her, the vampire was already long gone leaving her to start the search all over again. It was like chasing wind. Still she was relentless in her goal. One way or another she’d find him and make him pay for what he had done.

Clues of late had brought her to another city, but would it be the end of her journey. Her mind kept saying she was going to be left with disappointment again but some crazy part of her still clung onto the hope that she was finally going to get her chance to tear at that vampire’s throat.

“You’re crazy lady for stopping here,” called the bus driver as Lillian descended the stairs on the bus to enter the streets of the city she’d had the driver stop in. Caligo City. Word had it that the vampires here were running amuck. “Haven’t you heard the rumors? This place’s murder rate has been skyrocketing.”

“I can handle myself,” came the simple reply of the ex-slayer without even turning to face the driver as she spoke. She heard the driver mutter something to himself before the doors of the bus creaked shut and the bus pulled way from the curb. There was only a brief pause from her before she started to proceed down the sidewalk in the direction she knew a local vampire coven resided. Perfect place to drawn some information from and if force was needed to loosen their tongues then so be it. One way or another they would talk.

There was the presence of movement within the shadows of an alley she passed a few blocks down. She did not turn her sapphire orbs in it’s direction even when a figure jumped at her. Only stopped. With the speed one would expect from a vampire she drew her gun blade and pointed it in the direction of the alley without looking. The figure froze just short of the gun touching his forehead. It was a man who appeared to be in his late twenties though Lillian knew better.

“Get lost you bottom feeder before I decide to blow your head off,” bitterly spoke Lillian while still facing forward.

“But you’re like me. Why would you want to kill a brother?” asked the vampire while giving the gun a few nervous twitchy glances.

There wasn‘t the slightly hint of hesitation as Lillian pulled the trigger thus blowing a hole in the vampire‘s head like that of a shotgun blast. The echo of the shot hadn‘t even faded before she had put her gun blade away and was on the move again. Yes she was a vampire but to remind her of such was like signing your death warrant. Not only had that male done so but had also assumed that just because she was what he was that they were on the same side. There was no way in hell she’d ever be on their side.

Never.

[demi wolfsong]

"All I wanted, was to get her back. Yet, to do so, I've started a war, taken the power of a dragon, destroyed entire villages... And you think for a second, that you scare me?"


Kira spared a few minutes in the shower, soaking under the steaming jet of water for several minutes, washing off, before stepping out and toweling dry. He glanced over at the nightstand and noticed his phone was blinking at him. Haru's message. He damn near attacked the nightstand to get to the phone, then paused on his bed to read her message. He smiled, and felt a little guilty for sleeping in at her first comment, before sending off a replay.

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Be there soon love. Jeremy said the test firing was going to be in full swing this morning, so maybe we'll get to see some action from it, no?

He dressed quickly then, not bothering with anything overly formal, just his black jacket and slacks, a plain white tee underneath. He wore the jacket lose as it was still early in spring, and the day would prove to be a warm one. Quickly, he stepped out of his dorm, locking it up behind him before padding along towards the lab, the sunlight spilling in through the window.

It was looking to be a fine day outside, a few lazy puffs of clouds rolling around under a blue sky, the cherry blossoms in bloom around the campus, covering everything in their gentle pink mist.

He smiled as he took a moment to watch this. It reminded him so much of that one day when he'd snapped a picture of the two of them kissing without her knowing. She'd blushed scarlet afterwords, and buried her face in his coat, but he was happy. To this day, he knew for a fact that she still kept the picture as a background on her phone. He would know: He'd put it there.

Shaking out of his ravine finally, Kira headed out across the campus, following the paths under the sakura trees to the lab, where their latest project lay in wait.

The project, a test run of a new clean energy source was one of the more complex things that they'd put together. Hell, just getting funding for the damn thing had been near impossible, not to mention the stasis unit they had built to hold the energy in. Near completion, today was going to be the day they performed one of the first test firings, to see if they could generate enough energy within the Stasis unit to start the reaction.

Here's hoping, Kira thought.

[Naomi the Shadow Wolf]

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