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 Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 7:08 am
"The eyes? Hmmm...Well I believe friends are important, and you know Sachi, when you find something important, you wanna protect it right? No matter the consequences," Bukotsu said as his got up and pick her up by her sides, "Just like you are a friend, that mean's you're important too!" Bukotsu said smiling. He then put her on his shoulders,"Let's go find some flowers," Bukotsu said pointing in a general direction by where Tomoro was hiding out.
Bukotsu had no idea what Sachi was talking about, but 'The Eyes' were something that he just couldn't put his hand on. Bukotsu would have to find out later, right now however he was playing with Sachi, since he didn't get the rare oppurtunity to care for a child, why not start now?
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 5:53 pm
Tomoro stood up, hearing part of their conversation. The eyes... could she mean what I think she means? If that's the case, could this little girl see into the future? I need to talk to her... but... she'll probably run off with Bukotsu and do something. Plus, my eyepatch frightens many children. But... when I was little... father said something about that... The Eyes... the strange power, one he was looking for... why I was rejected... could she be the one my father was looking for...? Tomoro looked up at the tree with a pained expression upon her, and the branch seemed to sway down upon her, resting its leaves on her shoulders. "You know, tree..." Tomoro softly stroked its trunk, as if it were a dog or cat. "If I used most of my power... I could make you a human. But then I don't know what would happen to me... I'd probably faint many times, and nobody would be willing to like that. I'm so pessimistic." Tomoro gasped slightly. "Maybe... just maybe...I could be a tree too..." Tomoro looked down, her eyes widening. "Of course... you don't feel much pain, there's always water in this greenhouse...it sounds perfect..." Tomoro sighed, and clenched her hands together. "No. I've got to gather up the strength to talk to her." Tomoro took a deep breath, pushed the side of her pouch, and instantly changed into her battle outfit. Why a battle outfit? She looked classy and foreign, not to mention she could show her legs off.... or something. It wasn't like she was going to flash the little girl or anything, how indecent. Tomoro took a deep breath, and swiftly walked over to the little girl who called herself Sachi, riding on Bukotsu's shoulders over to where she was. "Hey, Bukotsu. I hope you're happy and content at where you are now." Tomoro bowed deeply, and looked at the little girl.
Her hair cascaded over her small body, and her kimono looked a bit too big. "Excuse me..." she said in a soft tone, one suitable for a child. She pushed a few strands of hair back, revealing a chandelier earing embedded with red stones. Her eye actually had a bit of a twinkle to it, but she struggled with covering her newly found mark on her arm. What the heck did it mean? "I heard.... you say something about the eyes. Could you please tell me..? You see, my father spent his life studying his research, and he was very dedicated to it..." Inside Tomoro's heart seemed to melt, thinking of her father. "He... knew about it. Such a kind man." LIE. A horrible, stinking, vulgar, putrid man who dissected my friends, family, and me... but I can't tell her that. Little kids shouldn't have exposure to that sort of thing. "Please... I have to know. It's so important to me... I'll do anything for you, child..." Tomoro's heart ached strongly, and she focused her attention on the young girl. "I just have to know... I've... been through a lot... and... you triggered a memory..." Please let her tell me. Please. Please. I'm dying to know. I'm dying as I wait for her answer. I have to know... what was it father was saying about the eyes... what do they do? What do they cause? What are they?
((That... O______O was long.))
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 7:05 pm
Bukotsu turned his head to see Tomoro, his eyes instantly widened. He couldn't speak.
He figured Tomoro rejected him, why was she coming around now? He instantly tried to smile, but all he said was, "Umm sorta," Bukotsu said looking away slightly. He then looked up at Sachi and smiled, "Sachi, this is Tomoro, she's uhmm a friend..." Bukotsu did know what to call her now, a friend? A person whom he instantly fell for? Or the person whom he knew deep down rejected him no matter if he told her, he liked her.
"Tomoro...you come out of the blue and ask a little girl about something she might now even know full well about, how do you know if it's the right one?" Bukotsu said looking at her with a small amount of bitterness in his eyes.
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 7:31 pm
A friend... Tomoro swiveled around, facing Bukotsu, staring him down, a look of pure disgust in her eyes. She stepped towards his body, much larger than his, and stood on her tiptoes, whispering into his ear."I merely... wish to know why my father chose to experiment on me, and why he knew about The Eyes. It's none of your concern. If YOUR father was alive and knew about an unknown force, wouldn't you be slightly curious? Even though he never told you about it until the day he gouged your eyeball out of your head, replacing it with some black block?" Tomoro didn't care what she said anymore; she was taking her rage out on Bukotsu. Her lips pursed, and she wanted to bring her hand up to slap him in the face, but she stopped; both Sachi and Bukotsu would see the mark on her arm; she wouldn't be surprised if they could see it now. She stopped, and turned around, putting her face in her hands, holding her eyepatch tightly, ripping it off with a snap, her silver hair seeming to float around her. "I thought we were friends. The least you could do is let me talk to the girl. Or are you rejecting me so badly that you don't even want to see my ugly face, or to let her see my face? I only rejected you because I had to; I didn't know what to do at the time. Of course I can't trust you. I can't trust any man, every man in my hometown tortured me. It was in my lifestyle. But I opened up thanks to you. So..." Tomoro stopped, still turned around, her skirt blowing slightly even though there was no breeze in the greenhouse area. "...thank you. You showed me that not every person in this world is out to kill me."
Tomoro looked down at her mark; SH 10151. "Sachi... do you know what this means? It... appeared on my hand. I don't know if it has anything to do with The Eyes. Maybe you could tell me." She extended her wrist, and sure enough, the same scar was embedded, scribbled on her wrist as if she were a scrap piece of paper. "I think I have an idea... but... I'm not sure..."
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 7:53 pm
He looked about as he entered the green house. It seemed a nice enough place as he glanced about. He spotted several plants he didn't know as he walked around, but soon he smelled something slightly familiar and began to feel a little tipsy.Oh, man what the heck is going on...don't tell me they have that here... He slapped his head as he began to walk around like a drunk and soon had to grab onto a table as he lowered himself to the ground feeling a bit dizy now.
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 9:19 pm
Bukotsu seemed a bit suddenly startled at the thing Tomoro last said, 'Thank you...'.
Bukotsu was confused, one minute she was angry at him then the next she wasnt... He now couldn't be angry at her, the entire time he was upset at himself...and seemed to feel like he was blaming it on her, but he shouldn't have. He let go of his anger for the moment and swallowed his pride for a change.
"We're still friends..." Bukotsu said quietly in response. Noticing the numbers and bars on her arm, He suddenly recognized instantly the numbers. An expression of shock came across his face, "Tomoro...what was your father's name?" Bukotsu said as he let Sachi down.
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 9:23 pm
Removing herself from the rose bush, taking the black rose with her, Yume walked around, spotting strange new plants around the place. Looking around, she saw people hanging out with their friends. Scanning the area, she saw some guy hunched over, holding the table like he was in pain or something. Walking over to him, she placed her hand on his shoulder. Are you alright? she crouched down next to him and looked at him, showing concern.
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 10:03 pm
Tomoro looked back down at her marking, first at Sachi and then at Bukotsu. "Saremo... Saremo Kourosai... w-why?" Does he know something about my father... what he did? Why? What the numbers mean...? "I... just noticed it today... because... well, I don't know why. Maybe it's a code or something." She stared at it for a bit, tracing the path along her wrist with her fingers. "I was rubbing it because I had a bug bite on top of it... and I saw something, so I rubbed harder. And then it appeared. Maybe it was dissapearing ink or something." Tomoro stopped looking at her arm, and then gazed at Bukotsu.
"My father... was famous in my hometown... many people knew him. I was a young girl then, probably four or five. He... was pretty freaky. Spent all day in his lab down in our basement. I'm not saying anything else, but he took my friends downstairs sometimes to show them around the lab; never me. I don't know what he did with them, but when they came out, they didn't seem the same." Tomoro touched her right eye to feel if the eyepatch was there; she forgot she had ripped it off. Her eye with the black scar was visible the entire time.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 4:06 am
Sachi stayed quiet as she tried to think of a way to explain 'The Eyes'. She wasnt sure why she was receiving these visions, and what they may mean to her. All she knew was that 'The Eyes' had talked to Bukotsu and also fought with Tsuda. 'The Eyes' are the past... I can only see what has already happened. I have a feeling that 'The Eyes' belong to someone who knows both you, Bukotsu and Tsuda. They fought with him... using the power of.... wind. But... there was something about the wind... something unnatural... Sachi's voice trailed off and she looked towards the floor. She found Tomoro's eyepatch next to her feet, and picked it up; holding it up to Tomoro. "You dropped this, miss." That was the best way she could explain it: the same way she had received it. It seemed she wanted to know about 'The Eyes' as much as Bukotsu and Tomoro. However, there seemed to be a more important matter facing all of them.
((sorry so late; wasnt home since yesterday morning))
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 7:11 am
Bukotsu looked down at Sachi, "I think who you're talking about is Oni Makibi, she was the first person I met here, maybe she's the one with the visions..."
After hearing the name Tomoro gave him"..." Bukotsu instantly clenched his right hand to the point where it was bleeding. He knew very well who this person was, and it burned a memory in him for a long time.
"That man, or your father used to work for my father's empire, in research and development, he was revered as a genius, but some of his ideals and experiments where downright un-ethical, he was then fired by my father after giving my mother medicine to help give birth to me as a healthy young baby, but the side-effects we didnt know about until my brother was born...He was born premature and died upon birth, the medicine was only good for one child and since the stem cells were focused on my birth, and my mother no longer could have children...But since I was 7, my father and mother had already passed away and the same man returned to work for our company, being only a child, I did not know who he was, but Tsuda my mentor and guardian at the time was the company's chairman and knew very damn well who he was, but Tsuda was too late after hearing that your father was the head in RnD, some people already fell victim to his inhumane experiments..." Bukotsu said as he still held his hand in a grip.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 7:29 am
So 'The Eyes' had a name: Oni Makibi. Sachi now knew who she had to look for. There had to be a reason she was seeing what she had seen. Perhaps she was meant to follow her. Maybe she could tell her how she ended up in front of the Church, and where she came from. Sachi looked up towards Bukotsu and Tomoro. "It seems you two have a common problem. Do you remember anything being said about 'The Eyes', Tomoro? If they're connected to my visions, then this Oni must be involved somehow as well..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 2:53 pm
He looked at the girl feeling a bit dizzy as he tried to stand up. "Er no I'm fine", he said taking a few steps forward before falling over like a drunk. "Err then again could you just help me get out of the immedaite area please? There appears to be some cat n** around here and as being part cat and part human I'm having a strange reaction to it." he stated as he began to stand up again covering his nose and mouth now with his sleeve.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 3:10 pm
"No....no way..." Both of Tomoro's eyes opened, and she gently took the patch from Sachi, patting her head. "This is.. this is.... I mean..." Tomoro couldn't say anything whatsover, she just stared at the ceiling in the greenhouse. S-Saremo... how many people did you damn for eternity...? It wasn't... just me... he... went through a lot too... She took a few short breaths; this was too much to handle. Tomoro knew she was a test subject, but this... it was insane. She still didn't know what the serial code meant... was it just a number? Or could it mean something deeper?
"Yes, I was an experiment. The final one in his path. He did such horrible things to me... and I experienced such pain afterwards... I still do. I don't know what's happening to me, I seem to be growing weaker every day. Pretty soon I suppose I won't even be able to move without coughing. I'll be no use to anyone, and it's all my father's fault.." Tomoro looked down, her eyepatch clenched in her left hand, her right hand just hanging down. She couldn't bear to glance at the serial number on her arm, wet tears falling down onto the ground.
"I.... I want to find out more about The Eyes. I don't know what they are, but they don't seem to be good, from what I know of at the current moment." How could he do this? It wasn't just me. I'm not the only one he hurt... so why do I act like it..? I'm so pathetic....
Tomoro looked up, glancing at Bukotsu, and then gazed at Sachi. "I don't... remember much. I was about your age. He... he said that he wanted to 'find' this power... that it was hidden in certain individuals... and.. he also said that the Kourosai females usually had it in their blood; it was in our ancient scrolls way back when. But... it didn't appear in my grandma or I. My father wanted to find out what this power was..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 4:01 pm
Bukotsu had a concerned look on his face...
Would he help Sachi look for Oni, a person whom he wanted to find as well? Or would he help Tomoro, the girl he seemed to care a lot for? His head soon ached at the thought and confusion of his decision making. He soon received a migrane, gripping his head with one hand lightly, he ran from the two further into the greenhouse, until he could no longer see Sachi or Tomoro. He sat down under a tree and pulled his knees up to his chest. He seemed to wrap his arms around his knees, and have a deep look in his eyes.
"Why me...?Why do things like making decisions seem so hard? I wanna help Tomoro out...But I wanna help Sachi too...Sachi is just a little girl in this huge cruel world... She has no idea of what true reality is...Tomoro on the other hand suffered throughout all her life, she probably hasn't felt the means to be happy... Tomoro's the girl I want to be with, and Sachi is innocence, she needs to be happy...So does Tomoro...But why am I to make such a decision on whom to help?"
" I wish none of this was happening... If Tomoro didn't have a mad scientist for a father, she probably would've been happy and she might just like me, have alot of friends and have a true loving family... For Sachi however, I wish she could be my little sister...I don't have any siblings or much of a family anymore...if she ended up being my sister, she wouldn't be searching for anything anymore... She'd be growing up normally like other children and think of what shapes the clouds are or what they are gonna do in school tomorrow... Instead of seraching for their purpose"
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 4:16 pm
Tomoro sighed, and put her eyepatch back on, temporarily tying it around her hair and onto her hairband; it did snap, after all. "Sachi..." Tomoro sat down at her level, and gazed at her softly. "Come here..." Without waiting for an answer, Tomoro pulled the young girl in by the hand, and wrapped her arms around her. "He won't be gone for long... he just... needs time to think. This is all new to him. I knew something bad would come out of this... but... b-but don't worry.... it will be okay..."
Tomoro struggled to stay strong, but it was so hard. She tightened her grip around the young girl, and sniffed a bit; she didn't care if Sachi wanted to get away or not. After a bit, she took a deep breath, and let her go from her grasp. "Sachi... do you know where you came from?"
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