-=Main Dojo=-

[Neo Relevant]

After a few hours of training on several hand techs and various fighting styles he took a deep breathe and without noticed passed out.

(( Basically while all of what happened after Neko appeared to now, Neo was resting. ))

Neo had a long and winding dream about many hoorible things to come. It was sort of like a premenition of what may happen to him in the later future. He twinged in his sleep as he heard yells, crying and felt hostility around him. It was just an odd vibe that he never usually had, until this very night. He woke up already too late to realize any of the things that had occured over his period of sleep. Many thoughts came to mind like, what didhis dream really mean? But it didn't bother him enough for him to worry himself to death.

A sudden shriek somewhat ghost/demonic like came from Neo. It was so spontaneuous that it sort of scared him a bit. Of course the darkness that enveloped in him since birth was still in place, he cannot live without that half. Could it be trying to wake from it's slumber which took so hard to create. Maybe he woke too soon, but he needed to walk around.

He got out of his room and went down the hall. There was an awful smell of vomit nearby which Neo made sure to keep his distance from, steering with his sense of smell. There was a door open near the hallway ...could it have been the person that vommited. Whatever it was it didn't matter to him now. The search for Drake was very concerning and vital to his life at the time. More vital then some guy who managed to throw up because of a drinking problem. ((funny how he doesn't know that it was Drake...in fact Neo drank plenty of times before coming to the GNA ))

Settling down he quickly made his way over to the bathroom only to find a pair of knives on the floor. The knives looked very dangerous and sharpened to precision. He stared at them for much to long and the fight within his mind began once more. The knives triggered a memory of regret in the past. His hands moved towards the knives and latched onto one for each hand. They trembled violently and jolted in multiple angles. Neo cryed out for help now yelling before it rtryed to reach his face.

" Somebody ... please...do some..something...HEEEELP! "

The scream echoed into the halls but at the end of that yell it was all too late. Everything became suddenly quiet for a long period of time. All was tranquil and seemed as if all that happened was left out in the open. His hands slowly stopped and dragged down to each of his sides, dropping the blades. The whole time he witnessed all that happened but could not do a thing to stop it from happening. Blood rapidly slid down his fce and his hands. He scarred an X over each eye and slashed from the tip of each lip to the start of his jaw. He smiled and deep down inside he cringed in pain. He stood there for a good few minutes before finally moving towards his room. Dripping and dripping was all the blood could do, with every footstep he took.

He reached his room and sat down on his bed, luckily most of his belongings were black, leaving less of a noticable trace of blood. Weakened arms flung over his legs which were in an open stance feet firmly planted on the ground. His head simply hung down, back slouching to an angle, in front of his stomach. The smile never left his face as he closed his eyes to sleep.

 

[Cooking Sherry]

Fenris woke up on a couch, she stood up, fealing better at standing, and better with her balance then yesturday. She slowly walked into the kitchen, grabbing a bowl of cereal and sitting down with it. She sighed, then started eating, keeping her eyes slightly shut as the light in the room bothered her.