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*Liara walks into the Black Company gardens, and sits down on the grass, taking her shoes and socks off. She plays with her hair for a while, noticing the length is getting long again. she takes her boot knife, and cuts her hair short once again, letting the White locks fall to the grass below. she puts her boot knife back, and sits her head in her hands, almost in tears.*

*smiles a bit, then nudges Arpy in the stomach.* I know...but i loved him alot... sad i guess it is better now...so whats with you and that girl you met? she a member here? neutral

*giggles, then yawns, feeling sleepy.* i hope you get to talk to her more, and don't be forward with her, unless she wants you to be. 3nodding well, if you don't mind, i'm off to bed, see you later Arpy.... *she gives him a friendly kiss on the cheek, and heads off to find a comfy place to sleep.*

Irvine strode through the Black Company gardens on this beautiful morning. His silvery hair gleamed in the brilliant sunlight. His white clothing bathed in the sun and the black scabbered he wore on his back felt slightly heated. Irvine smiled. He was at peace with him self, here in the gardens. It reminded him of home, of his family. And most of all, of his mother. Though he had never met the woman who gave birth to him, he still always felt close to her. As if he'd been with her from when the time he was born to the time he'd left to go search for her.

"Mother...where are you?"

Irvine mused on this subject a while longer. And then he saw them, swaying slightly in bushes not to far from where Irvine was. White Roses, the sign of his father. Irvine strode over to them, a smile on his face. Irvine's father was a Knight of the Rose, the highest ranking officer in the Knighthood. Irvine's father was so proud to here his son had made it into the Knighthood. He was also so proud the day Irvine left to search for his mother. Irvine knew this. He saw it in his eyes. Also Irvine wore his father's blade on his back. Irvine's father and his grandfather before him all shared the same sword fighting style. However their sword fighting style differed from the whole Knighthood. But it was alright. Irvine's father and grandfather were held in high respect even if they were different from everyone else. Irvine smiled. The Roses reminded him of his old life with his father and aunt. It brought tears to his eyes, proud tears. Tears he would not brush away lest the wind do it for him.

"Father, if you could only see me now, you'd be so proud of me. Prouder than ever before. But I can't return home yet. Not yet. Not until I find my Mother. Then I'll come home to you. This I promise. Est Sularus oth Mithas. My honor is my life. The Code of the Knight."

Irvine turned from the bushes of White Roses and proceeded to head inside. And then a strange gust blew past his face. It carried along with it his tears. They flew off with the wind, into the morning sunrise. Irvine smiled and looked upward. Then looking forward again, he strolled forward. Irvine made his way back to the Black Company Guild Hall.

He looked around at all of the new life around him. He got up. "I guess I will go train. I need the practice." e said to himself. He walked over to a clear area and started to get to know his sword again, swing nd slashing the air. He calculated in his mind the right way to hold it and best amount of force to put into his attack. He was good with his sword, just he needed most of his practice on fighting, hand-to-hand. Who wasn't good with a sword? He sheathed his sword and began to walk around. It was once again a bueatiful, sunny day. Kaito enjoyed these days all the time, but the rain did seem to sooth him as well. By the time he was done fighting in the heat, he had broken a sweat. He washed his face off. "Man, I need to take a dip too." he thought. So many things he had to do, He took off his clothes and jumped in. after about five minutes he go out, dried off and put his clothes back on. "Well now that thats done ya gotta fight." he looked down, "O yeah, ya got shoes on. Maybe tomarrow." he thought as he walked over to the oak he was at the day before. "The river of life." he said with a slight laugh in his voice. He jumped into the tree and closed his eyes once more, the river relaxing his mucles. He took a deep sigh. "Today is going to be a good day." he wispered to himself.

*a portal ripped open over the pond and spit Con out onto the bank and he tumbled onto the grass panting and pushing himself off the ground* what happened...*then before the portal closed the sword launched out and stabbed into the ground before his nose and pulsated purple before dying down to a low hum and he gulped* sweatdrop eek now i remember...

The man stared at the other, still dumbfounded at what had just happened, his mind had not caught up yet. The man finially realized and pulled out his sword and stood. "Who are you? Where did you come from?" he asked the amn demanding answers. He took the strange sword and threw it out of range of the man. He wasn't stupid after all. He glared down at the man. "How could he have come here, what just happened?" his mind screamed as one question and thought wizzed through his mind faster than he could cope with.