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 Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:05 pm
Within the cirlce there were four smaller circles, all positioned around a big circle in the middle. The symbols and writings filled the rest of the circle, glowing silver and gold as she recited the words. She soon stopped speaking and opened her eyes, wanting to watch what was about to happen. Her daddy had told her that each outcome was different for each person depending on what they were on the inside. No she would be able to see what Reeve truely was under the skin.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:31 pm
Slowly, inside of the center cirlce, two forms began to appear. One of them had semi-long white hair and held his head down as he sat there, the other had long black hair and seemed to be struggling for some reason. Slowly the rest of their body's geban to come into focus and around them, holding the two men together back to back, were several chains. In the outter cirlce shadowy figures began to appear. They were transparent and seemed to be like standing shadows, and each one of them held a section of the chains. The black haired man tried to break free of the chains, a mad look in his silver eyes. The other man seemed to be asleep, though every now and again there was some murmmering coming from him. Suddenly on of the transparent creatures said something in a dark language and all of them began to pull on each of their chains. The two chained men seemed to scream in pain for a second, then were silent.
"Say hello to the keepers... and the kept." The man said behind Ziven, as if he had been there all along.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:39 pm
She did not seem to react when the 'keepers' seemed to appear, did not turn when the man spoke. There was much to observe, she was not going to miss a moment of it. The only indication of acknowledging the man's presence was her back stiffening a bit.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 8:55 pm
The keepers began to pull again, but the two men in the center did not scream this time. Instead, the black haired one seemed to... laugh. The keepers recoiled a bit, then began to pull harder. Were they afraid? The man with white hair lifted his head and looked at the chains. A blast of silver energy was sent through the chain he looked at, hitting one of the Keepers. It screeched loudly as it burst into a silver flame and dropped one of the chains. The binding had been weakened, giving them the perfect opportunity. With a hard push the black haired man burst free of the chains. He was very, very muscular and had hundreds of scars on his body. His eyes went wild as he seemed to disappear for a moment, only to reappear holding one of Keeper's heads within his hands as the body fell. He had moved at such a fast rate he had already moved on and was ripping open another Keeper before the first one's body hit the ground.
The white haired man stood and tilted his head a bit. He walked over to Ziven, clothed in robes, and stared at her with pale blue eyes for a moment. He simply stared at her while the other man butchered the Keepers, as if he were uninterested in their fates. Looking down at her hand he tilted his head more and began to speak in a very dark, yet beautiful language. The dialect would be almost impossible for her to understand.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 9:06 pm
Un blinking, she watched the scene unfold. She had no reaction, she was too focused on knowing what would come to pass. As her heart had hoped, this seemed to be the different sides of Reeve.
When the one with white hair looked to her, moved toward her, she too moved toward him. As they drew near, she watched where his eyes looked. Tilting her head also now, she raised her hands, still holding the marble in her palm, but she did not open her fingers quite yet.
She was still not herself. A thought of curiosity, question would be felt by anyone sensitive to thoughts in the vicinity as she nodded her head to the man with white hair. Deep blue eyes of an animal gazed upon him with a gentile kindness, seeking an unspoken answer to the questions on her mind.
In case that were not enough, she moved her hands slightly toward him, offering the object if he required to possess it.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 9:21 pm
The white haired man reached out to take it, but as his hand crossed the threashold of the cirlce it seemed to fade away into the nothingness. He pulled his hand back in and it rematerialized. He tilted his head, tried to reach out again but experianced the same fate. It seemed he was not allowed to leave this area... for now at least. He pointed at the marble, then pointed up a bit and the marble lifted out of Ziven's hands and floated into the cirlce. The man grabbed it, looked at it for a moment, then brought it up to his forehead. It moved into his head as if the man were not solid, then disappeared. The black haired man stopped all of a sudden and walked over to the other man, then they spoke in unison. "Well, this is an odd feeling. We have never been seperate before..." It was somewhat haunting when they spoke together, the white haired man's voice gentle while the black haired man's voice dark and rough.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 9:29 pm
Her attention shifted down, seeing his hand disappear as he tried to grab it. When she felt the marble move, she released her hold on it so they might have it. She blinked with surprise when she saw the marble enter the man with white hairs head. She found it interesting that both light and dark spoke as one. It was unnerving, but she did not show this, merely continued to watch both, light and dark, waiting patiently to know what this was, if she could help.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 9:42 pm
The white haired one tilted his head. "Your eyes say you have questions. Please, ask them. I feel we may be stuck here for some time..." As he spoke to her, the black haired man spoke to Kain. His dialect the same as the one the other man spoke, but it no longer held any beauty to it. It was odd how the two of them seemed to be so different, though they were both one in the same.
Kain bowed, then sank into the shadows. He now had a mission to do, and intended to do it post-haste.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 9:50 pm
She does not take her attention from them when she spaks with her thoughts. "You are Reeve on the inside? His essence, spirit, if you will. I would like to help if I may."
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 9:56 pm
"We are two components of the whole, yes. There is a third, Kain is getting that for us now." The white haired one said as the other one began to walk around aimlessly. "We are sorry if our absence has hurt you, Ziven... At the moment there is little you can do for us though. Unless you know how to construct a body, or are willing to find us one that we can take over..." The man paused for a second, deciding that he did not want her to do so. "Nevermind... We would enjoy your company now though."
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 10:16 pm
Inhaling deeply, his words hit her like a ton of bricks. Slowly she lowered her head, reviewing what he said. When she raised her head again, her expression had not changed, yet tears were gradually spilling over her cheeks. "To see you harmed brings me sadness. Yet it was your desire to fight, I support your choice. I was saddened to see you struck down .. greatly. I stayed to observe then as I am now. If either should be giving apology, it is I to you for standing by, helpless to your needs .. My sincere apologies, Reeve. "
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 10:31 pm
The white haired man tilted his head for a moment, then brought his hand to the ground. He picked up a rock and held it in his hand as he put his hand through the barrier. Though his hand seemed to disappear, the rock stayed in the air. Suddenly the rock fell and a warm wind seemed to touch Ziven's cheek. "It was not our intention to make you sad. If you could not tell from the Other, it is part of our nature to fight... We also enjoy being confusing and cryptic." He smiled a bit. "Though you can not see my hand, can you feel it on your cheek?"
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 10:46 pm
She watched his movements and was amazed that she could feel his touch despite not being able to see. "Yes .." she replied, moving her head slightly toward where she felt his touch.
"We both speak and act in confusing ways. Though we sometimes may not go in to enough detail to help others understand, we are both passionate in what we do.
It is fine that I have been sad for you. This .. I am deeply grateful to know you, I only wish I knew how to be better for you. Please know that my affection for you has not faltered, despite my knowledge of you and trust in you having been challenged.
Perhaps I am too cowardly, else I have much to learn. If we continue to be patient for each other .. I hope we may be better prepared for challenges such as this."
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 11:00 pm
The man with black hair walked over, pulling the white haired man's arm back. The hand was steaming and looked as if it had been dipped in acid. Once again they both spoke in unison. "You could be no better, for in our eyes you are a level of perfection... but now we must sleep. You may stay here with us, or you may go. The choice is yours." They smiled then walked back into the center circle and sat down, leaning agaisnt one another. Soon they were asleep.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 11:03 pm
She nodded slowly before sinking to the ground. "I will stay by your side." she replied simply, not knowing how to respond to his other words.
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