Welcome to Gaia! ::

"You may have known her longer...But...I've hung around her alot more...The only person she truly hates would be Lynn...Out of the immortals I mean...And she dislikes humans..Because the humans are who created the population in the first place...SHe doesn't hate Sally, i knwo that for a fact...She doesn't hate me for the most part. Just because your old and have experienced means nothing...I do understand what your saying...But things have changed...She actully finds some of us somewhat loyal..." He inhaled deeply then looked at Yata.. "Who cares honestly...This is a pointless subject to argue over considering where both right in one way or another.." Matt sat down on the couch and looked at the celieing. "Where lucky I don't have a mother anymore...Or she'd probably come down here and kick your a** out of the house.." Matt laughed at the thought. "Just because your the immortal of war doesn't mean an old women would let you in..." Matt sat bolt up and looked at Yata. "It must be boring...To know when the next wars going to be...Even if it helps you train for it... But really, don't you find it better to not know...It's more exciting...Your not as perpared and death get's to show just how intoxicating it is.."

((Really? this is probably the third longest post I've ever made..))

((dont have a real post, just this OOC.. I'm gonna be gone for the rest of today, i'll probably be back on tonight though, Sorry! sweatdrop ))

with a light chuckle he said, "Ahh now that'd be something. Whatching an old woman kick my a**. Theres art when one fights, wether we notice it or not thats what attracts us to war and well for the mortals death. the it's not the death it's the blood, the lust to do more damage. i have a name for those who do it. there berzerkers. one's who lose themselfs in a frenzy of art. it's purley buitfull sight." bowing to matt he says, "Why thanks for the complement but i think some one already beat me to that title. you might now him you might not. But i say we both share it. and knowing when the battle happens is just half the fun. really it is, when it happens unexpected more chaos happens then any thing else. You just be prepared this battle might be just as big as the tribe wars. You know what those are don't you?"

Cyrea realized that the boy had fallen asleep, or so it appeared. Really, you couldn't fall asleep, but you could drop most consciousness and regenerate strength. That was another downside of immortals; you couldn't sleep, meaning you couldn't dream. Day dreaming was another thing altogether, but real, honest-to-goodness dreaming was hard or impossible for most immortals.

Then, as Cyrea listened to one of the trees, she heard it. A faint beat, like a pulsing heart. All the others had water and animals, but this tree marked the spot. Pushing away a boulder, Cyrea revealed a door.

Then, remembering that her young comrade was half-asleep, she walked over to him and crouched down. Cyrea touched his shoulder and spoke almost gently. "Hey, you. Time to wake up, you know."

"They lead to Gaia." Cyrea would have taken his hand, but that always made her feel like a little kid. Then again, she just didn't like touching the hands of other people. Y'know. Whatever.

Cyrea pulled open the doors. Then she turned back to Kyfen. "When you meet Gaia, don't scream. It'll hurt her dignity. You can stand there and twitch or something, but don't scream." Then Cyrea entered the room.

The room, to most eyes, seemed mostly bare. It was made of dirt, compacted neatly to make a ceiling, floor and walls. Then, a voice spoke out softly.

Bringing in the new one? The voice was very quiet, sounding like nothing more than the whispering of the wind.

"Yes, Gaia." Cyrea lowered her head in a sign of respect. She did not bow.

Then... A figure pressed out of the wall in front of Cyrea. It looked like a tree, with strings of ivy for hair. A delicate woman made of sheer nature stood before them. Leave it to me.

"Yes, Gaia." Cyrea turned back to leave. When she walked by Kyfen, she stopped. "You can ask Gaia any question you wish to be answered. She'll explain everything." Then she turned and left Kyfen alone with Gaia.

Kyfen blinked. After what he'd been through today, what with the glass through his abdomen and his nightmare, this didn't seem scary in the slightest. Or maybe there was more to come.
Unsure of himself, Kyfen lowered his head. Cyrea had not bowed, so he guessed his should follow her lead. Lifting his head back up, he met he in the eyes, which were glowing a slight blue-green. In fact, to Kyfen her entire body was glowing, shimmering patterns forming intricate dances about her wooden figure, as if she were followed by the northen lights.
"U-Uh..." He said, previous well of questions drying up in her intense strare. He did have a lot to ask, of course... But where to start?
"My name is Kyfen." He said, "And, I guess I have a lot to ask you. I've had lots of things happen to me today, and I wanted to know... Why is all this happening? Why me? Why all of us lot? I mean, I've never really done, or been anything special. But for some reason, I can fall into a glass shard, almsot cutting me in half, and I don't die. Is there... Any reason? Anything that I'm supposed to do?"
He felt suddenly hopeless, and useless. He was just a twelve-year-old kid, or at least... He had been yesterday. What he was now was different, and Kyfen wasn't sure if he liked it yet.

Gaia... Is an immortal? Kyfen was pretty shocked. It was pretty obvious she wan't mortal, what with the body made of trees and the etheral aura. But still... They had always been taught at school that the greeks had worshipped Gaia, the mother of all that existed. She was the same person?
She didn't look like someone to worship- though her powers were great, and her wisdom evident, she had a bittersweet sadness about her that betrayed her apparent power, something that made you almost want to pity her. She was beautiful, yet it was a porcelin beauty- something you feared to touch, as it could easily break. Her eyes were tired, as if she had seen too much in too long a time. After 6.4 billion years, Kyfen doubted whether there was anything she hadn't seen before. He was just another immortal to her, and the thought made him feel smaller.
If she was immortal, did that mean he had such powers within him? And the other's he'd met? If it did, then some of them evidently hadn't shown it, or kept it secret.
"Gaia..." He said, trailing off. A choice had been put in front of him, and though she had implied nothing, with an intellect most twelve year olds didn't posses he knew she wanted him to decide.
But he wasn't going to; not yet. He had one more thing to ask.
"Gaia..." He looked up, and a slight sadness was in his eyes, a sadness that had never been there before, nor should be. It made the boy look almost a decade older. "...Is it lonely? Living for so long? Is it worth it?"
Kyfen knew it wasn't his place to ask. He feared Gaia's retribution, and yet... He felt it was a question he had to ask.

"What you just said there...Makes me glad i'm useless and probably powerless." He said with a smierk. "So far, being useless hasn't gotten a billon people killed. Although blood really is true beauty..Hency the reason why my mom would sit here with me and tell me that I shouldn't like a girl because she's hot.." He said in a slight joking manner.