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 Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 12:25 am
Long thin wings floated about behind the being. It had been some time since he was there. It always happened, or seemed to anyways. When ever he began fitting in, getting along with everyone, or meeting new people, even catching up with people. Work called taking him away. Heaven was not the place to be right now. Chaos amongst the ranks. Razgriz had slain many of the high council in his last protest. The Survivors of the council re-sealed him within Ryan, giving him back his body again. Long blonde hair flowed down his back, about half way down his back. He hadnt cut his hair in some time. He wasnt in control so he couldnt cut his hair, though now he wasnt sure if he would or not.
He wanted to see several people. Her for one. Her. When Razgriz spoke of Raven, he called her "Her". It was a habit, ryan had picked up and only recently began breaking. He needed to not refer to her as her. He stood on the cliffs edge, overlooking the edge, thoughts clouded his head. Then, another appeared. "Fine night is it not?" He asked his son.
"So far... It hasnt been this nice in some time." Hunter replied to his father, he had the appearance of a man still. Longer hair, bigger body, older looking face. Hunter had not seen his father in some time. No one had, his father was gone for so long. Hunter himself had been gone for so long. He kept himself hidden from everyone. He had been so confused about his life and his purpose. He hid for so long attempting to figure it out, though still came to no conclusion. "Father... What is my purpose?" He asked his father bluntly. Some how, he knew. He knew that Ryan knew his purpose, his reason for being.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 12:59 am
Ryan Indeed knew his purpose. He turned his head towards the hunter for a few seconds, then returned looking off the cliff. "You know as well as I do.. I cannot tell you that. Im sorry Son." He said with a nod, knowing that this news would upset Hunter greatly.
Which it did. Hunter was pissed. "I care Not For what you are or are not allowed to do. Please father.. Tell me.. Ive lost sleep over this. Its driving me insane. I cant figure it out. I havent eaten or slept in weeks. Please... Tell me what I need to know." He begged his father. His aura growing larger as he got more emotional. He was able to hide so well on his ability to conceal his power as well as his very life force, though now he cared not to hide it.
Ryan Turned his head towards Hunter again, now actually able to feel his pressence. "Want. You want to know. Not need. And Im sorry.. but I cannot tell you." He said shaking his head abit. He turned his whole body towards his son. His wings now floating about over the cliff, each wing flying about almost as if it had free will and a mind of its own. "Im sorry it troubles you so, though you are not the only one. No body knows why they are. Not for sure at least. They may have ideas or beliefs, but the truth is nobody understands truly why they exist. If there were to be an exception to that, well.. Life just wouldnt be life. It would pointless.. worthless.. Useless.." He said taking a few steps trying to explain this to his son.
"I DONT CARE! I.. NEED... TO KNOW!" Hunter shouted at his father.
Ryan turned towards his son. "No.. you dont... You need to come out of hiding.. you need to accept the fact that you wont know, that you cant know.. and move on. If you dont, It will end you.. I promise.. Youve spent weeks without food or rest.. Ive gone years before. I was Unstable before. I fell into the darkness of Insanity and Confusion. It will turn you.. It will Corrupt you. Hunter.. How do you think The Ugly was created. He is me. We were one. That just my dark sides purest form. You dont want to see the things ive seen, or go through the things ive gone though. Believe me." He finished with a nod.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:03 pm
Ziven was out near the cliffs with the guns that Ali gave her. Practicing her accuracy and perfecting her speed with these weapons. She realized that her practicing was becoming routine but was unsure how to better challenge herself again. But as they all say, practice does make perfect.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:06 pm
* Ali smiled a little as he twirled the shotgun around his right wrist one and grabbed it's handle, stopping and watching Ziven.* Time for some Pump action.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:18 pm
Spinning when she realized she was not alone, she pointed towards Ali, ready to shoot. Thankfully she paused, not shooting. "Greetings, Ali. You should not sneak on me." she said with a giggle, holstering the guns. "Pump action?
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:22 pm
Good, just like I do some times.* Ali grinned widely from ear to ear when she pointed her pistols at him, he could avoid the bullets so he wasn't to concerned. Zivens question made him reload the shotgun with one hand and catch the shotgun shell flying out with the other, smiling at her.* Pump action.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:29 pm
Tilting her head, she smiled with understanding, though was a bit confused still. "Why have the pumping? This gun is confusing." she said with a giggle.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:33 pm
Because after you shoot then the cartridge is still inside unlike your revolvers where the wheel turns after every shot, therefor in order to reload you need to pull this back to eject the empty shell and forward again to let a new one enter. That's the pump action.* Ali smiled at her and decided to give her a demonstration, shooting the shotgun to his right and reloading it. Tossing it over to Ziven afterwards.* You try.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:48 pm
Though she was good with catching and very agile, she knew nothing of how to catch this weapon and was nervous that she would catch it improperly. Unsteady hands caught the shotgun, quickly finding a steady grip that was awkward but did the job. "Alright .. I see." she said softly, taking aim and shooting once. The kickback surprised her but she hardly faltered. A moment later, she was observing the weapon again before pulling back on the handle to pump it. Surprised and pleased that it was easier than she anticipated, she looked to him with a smile. "And now?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:52 pm
* Ali smiled at her and took several steps back, crossing his arms.* Shoot towards me with it.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 1:11 pm
"No! I do not want to hurt you!" she said with a worried look. Though, with a bit of consideration, he said towards him and not at him, so she intentionally shot just to the side where a tree was, blasting a hole in it.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 1:16 pm
Oh for the love of...* Ali rolled his eyes, guess he would just have to show her some other way, eventually he noticed a flower a good distance away far enough to make the buckshots spread outwards.* Shoot that flower instead then.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 1:23 pm
"Why, I do not understand!" she said softly looking to him with curiosity. Though, when he asked to shoot the flower, she gave a bit of a pout before shooting it and looking back to him for answers.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 1:25 pm
Now, is that weapon capable of hitting something at long range?* Ali crossed his arms infront of his chest and awaited her answer, he had something else in store for her afterwards.*
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 1:37 pm
"Um .. not as effectively?" she replied with wide eyes. She was not sure if she had caught the point of what he was getting at but hoped she did.
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