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While the reflection of past scars
Still faintly shines, still weakly whines,
A new flame dawns, calm and pale
Surrounded by a white glow, but so frail.

It enlightened my deafened scream,
Where hatred was reigning supreme,
Thus switching ways, inverting nights and days
And breaking the walls of my rational maze.

Damian stumbled into town, panting hard, and leaned against the next wall he saw. After a moment to compose himself, he stood up straight and pulled his hood up over his head, putting on an aura of darkness and mystery. He thought to him self, 'Where to go to get info?...A bar of course, stupid...' He stopped walking. That wasn't him talking. He shook it off and continued on. As he approached the bar, Turtles' Paradise, he heard a woman's voice, and as he stepped inside he knew who it was. The woman in the back was in the process of downing her drink. He made his way around the room and sat down without a sound. He turned in his chair and looked at the woman with un-blinking eyes. His hood obscured his face and his clothing was hiding his body type. Obviously he was a warrior with his swords cinched tight against his back and the metal plates in his coat and pants.

Of my past, there remained only a heavy ruin,
Finally allowing my cold self to breath in.
Of my plans of a slow succumbing,
Silent smokes were now escaping, from their ashes dying.

Down below, deep under my skin
A cold hole, not meant to be filled in.
A secret place, where no light had ever made it's way
And where each color would have turned to grey.

Damian turned slightly toward Soko and said nothing. His aura became visible and went blood-red and black. "My name is Damian, Damian Lioncourt. Self proclaimed Blade-master, free-runner, and fueled by revenge. Please do no stand in my way." He took in a breath, let it out slowly, and turned back the way he was. His aura shrunk in size, but did not vanish.

Damian reluctantly got up and flashed to the stool. "What do you want to 'chat' about Soko?" He raised his hand and a beer was sat down in front of him. "I'd rather ask questions than chat. I'm looking for someone and I have a feeling that he is here." He took a sip and set it down.

As entertaining as she thought she was, It didn't seem like anyone in the bar was all that entertained by her. Actually, the lot of them seemed almost irritated. She was here often, after all as of late, and was quick to get on the nerves of just about everyone with her high-spirited, cheerful little attitude. After all she had gone through, it was amazing she could even smile. A small, playful smile began to form though as she caught the man glancing at her. "Is he annoyed with me too? He's not even blinking! I bet I could lighten his mood up a little..Hee,hee.." Setting her overly large glass mug of beer down, she was -just- about to get up from her seat when another fellow instead, joined him. "Awww..Okay, then..! I will wait...I don't think I wanna get involved in a mans chat session.." So for the time being, she leaned back into her chair, trying to keep from looking at the two, or listening for that matter. Though it was pretty quiet, so a little ease-dropping was hard to avoid.

once he saw damua n stand he shifted ever so slightly t allow himself better mobility, as Damian spoke his last question Soko quickly drew his gun blade Haven moment Damian stopped talking Soko had Haven it was inches from Damian's throat. " And yu think i don;t gate them i was known as "the Sleeping Demon" in the war between Shin-Ra and then one day my superiors diced to order my unit ransack and burn small village near her that had surrendered early on and had been very compliant, i refuse and deserted after killing that ma," Soko slowly lowered haven "i then rushed to the village hoping i wasn't;t to late, only to find my unit camped on the ashes and bones, the y were shown why i i was known as the sleeping demon," he said it ha air of detachment,
s if yo still plan on tying to kill me , i wish you good luck you will need it, otherwise calm yourself this village has seen enough blood,."

soko sat back down ordered a shot whiskey and then another, and another, and another, about five shots later he spoke" his right you now i am a coward i could have mad ea division to fight for the village but i as afraid, by the way i never caught your name miss,i mean you had been watching the two of us for the entirety our l9ttle talk are you from round here?"
Soko had sheathe his gun-blade by this time and finished the rice balls he then grab his beer and supped it slowly waiting for a response...

Soko felt the whiskey burn his gut he could stop thinking about the years after t he war he had run from 'he had seen and done a lot since then, hell he faced,and killed a elder frown green dragon he may not have been brave back when he last was here but he wasn't that person anymore'

Soko quickly gulped own the remaining beer , left enough to mat sure his tab as paid and then some , shouted to that girl I'll be back sometime soon i hope i can make a proper introduction then" and was out the door and Soko sensed out Damian's energy, it was nearby it appeared he was around the corner " weird "he thought, slowly he walked around to where it seemed to be, and immediately saw Damian

"Damian your i ain't brave guy but i am not a coward and really don't like conceded people, or fools who vain flaunt power like it was expensive a toy" you claim to be a blade mater well i challenge you to a battle of the blades mine against yours . u name the ime and place if i lose.. well pic your prize, if i am not dead, if i win u yo u owe me an every ne on that bar an apology for you arrogance and and =overall lack of respect." do u accept or is a challenge after u find your pray and deal with it, too much" so sad with almost mocking tone and a oddly solemn look...