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 Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 6:21 pm
Kibo: I have several memories of you from the other Kibos. You were never happy in any of them.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 9:26 pm
Storm drew on the anger then.
"So you have been following me around, yes? For how long? Obviously not long enough to see me with Joseph, and Nivia, and Columine!"
She felt close to tears.
"I loved them. They were my world, my bloody life."
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 2:44 pm
Kibo: And if they saw you today, do you think they'd like what you've turned into?
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 5:34 pm
Storm closed her eyes.
"I...I don't know."
She sounded uncertain.
"But, if I am enjoying my life, now, what does that mean, about then?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 5:40 pm
Kibo: How do you know that you're truly enjoying life? How do you know that you're not thinking about it too logically? You're completely free now. There's no one to hold you back or tell you no. How do you know your brain hasn't tricked you into thinking that ultimate freedom is ultimate happiness? because let me tell you. Losing a bit of freedom in exchange for true love is a steal. Take the love every time.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 5:49 pm
Storm bit her lower lip.
"Everything has logic, an equation to make it right. What would make love so different? Why shoudn't freedom make you happy?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 7:03 pm
Kibo: Because love is in a completely different field than any other emotion. Love is the only emotion that can cause extreme happiness and crushing depression simultaneously. And true love is even greater than that. It flushes all sadness; all emptiness and solitude; all negativity from your life. No matter what happens, you'll know that as long as you have this one person, and they have you, everything will turn out alright in the end. There is no equation. There is only love, and when you're with that person, you're freer than any solitude could give.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 7:18 pm
Storm hugged herself protectivly. She was refusing to met Kibo's eyes, knowing he was right, knowing she'd had it all, and had killed it.
"But that's impossible. There is no exception to the rules; the so called exceptions merely belong to another set of them. You can't change what happnes by merely wishing it to end up all okay. You can't be free, can't be empty of harm by being chained to another."
The drow prefered her pretty delusions to the painful truths.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 7:29 pm
Kibo stepped forward, hugging her comfortingly.
Kibo: It's alright, Storm, it's alright. You'll be fine. You have quite a long time to find someone new. And who knows? Maybe he'll make you feel happier, more complete, more loved than all of those three combined.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 7:44 pm
Incongrousily, an old wean nurse's story came to her: If you give a larik a raw piece of meat...If you give a disparing drow a weapon...Storm felt like crying, laughing and returning Kibo's hug, anyone just to know she wasn't alone at once.
She stepped back from Kibo, glaring at him.
"Don't. You. Ever. Say. Those. Words. Again. Or I will make certain you have no after life, and no prospect of a future, marks aside."
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 7:53 pm
Kibo smirked lightly, turning his back.
Kibo: I know. And you're welcome.
He began to walk away, smiling gently.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 8:06 pm
Storm spoke a word of power as Kibo turned. It spun him around, so that he once more face the drow. Or rather, her fist as she punched him. Storm ignored the slight sting in her slipt knuckles.
"It wouldn't have felt right hitting you with your back turned. Don't presume to do that again."
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 8:14 pm
Kibo: Tsk tsk tsk, Storm. I can see emotions, remember? You have a distinct aura of calmness, and... hmm, that's the word for it? Umm... warm fuzziness?
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 8:27 pm
"I didn't say it didn't help."
Kibo probably would never know just how hard it was for Storm to say that.
"I just said don't do it again."
A vauge feeling of childishness come over her then.
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2008 8:46 pm
Kibo smirked, and raised his hand head-level.
Kibo: I promise I'll never say that again. But that by no means makes it untrue.
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