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 Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 11:14 pm
Nina was fairly interested when Gabrielle mentioned that there were more people gathered, however this slight pause or thought mde her scramble for her clothes, dress quickly, and sprint to catch up. Upon entering the area once more, she noticed many more than just holy knights. Some were in red uniforms, and for reasons she had no clue of. While observing, she was startled and jumped back when another odd man teleported right next to her. Beads of sweat form at her brow from shock, though she bit her lip to keep from voicing anything.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 4:55 am
"Yata Djinn. You really do have a thing for late entrances, don't you? Heh. You look different, but I can tell by that aura of yours and your telltale robes that you are still the same, ever-dark troll that you have always been."
Dimitri chuckled a bit, and for the first time, stood up to greet this newest arrival.
"It's been quite awhile. I hope that you've been well."
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 5:59 am
Gabrielle remembered the troll with respect but no kindness. She was still sore of their fight. Nothing to do with her ego and losing, all to do with the way her body had been both strengthened and weakened by their encounter. Something knew seemed to fill her body. A mixture of rage, hate, as if she wanted to destroy the troll. This is a first! she mentally sighed. She had had impulsions towards Dimitri before, but that was on another level, that was the first time her body seemed to recognize a former opponent. I will have to keep that under control.
Noticing Nina next to her who jumped several feet at Yata's appearance, she let her hand drop on her shoulder as to reassure her. But she did not smile, nor said anything to the younger knight.
"You have indeed changed some Yata Djinn." she acknowledged the troll. She also remembered that he could have killed her and administrated the counter poison to her blood at the end on the fight, sparing her life.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 6:10 am
Shiroka turned her head at the exclamation of the Holy Knights. Yata Djinn was there?! Her face brightened. "Yata!" she shouted and made a quick step towards the new comer. The only friend she had ever had, her one true friend was here. She had often thought about him since they parted. She had wondered if she would ever seen him again.
But she froze in mid-step, mouth opened, her eyes wide. She looked right and left. She was sure she had recognized the calming voice and she had heard the Holy Knights mentioning his name but she could not see him. Was he again in a aura state and he needed a vessel for transportation? She unconsciously brought her hand to her pendant and the sapphire now glowing with a strange purple hue.
Shiroka was a little confused. She barely payed attention to the tall man who was standing rather close to her. Once again you are making a spectacle of yourself Shiroka. Well done! She could feel tears raising in her eyes proportionally to her disappointment. She took a deep breath and clenched her fists. She had grown stranger and she should remain. She made a step back to where she was, next to Jin and stayed there, staring at her feet. Yata... the thought brought a pale smile to her lips.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 6:19 am
The Smile broadened as he turned to face his old opponents, kindly bowing slightly to them in respect. Though Tonas did not seem to hold any grudge, he could practically feel Gabrielle's intention to strangle him. He made nothing of it though, as the Holy Knight seemed somewhat different herself.
"Ah, Dimitri, Gabrielle, it's a pleasure to meet you again outside of the field of battle."
Yata stopped for a moment, examining the timid girl behind Gabrielle through the corner of his eyes, unnoticeable through his pure white goggles that gave the illusion of his old eyes. Yata removed them, placing them in his pocket, revealing the ever soft purple hue that adorned the mans face.
He chuckled a bit at Dimitri's late comment.
"I'm afraid I had to walk here from Dawn Territory... T'was not a trouble. I rather enjoy the land of Light, quite beautiful really."
The troll smiled kindly once more, it was simple banter, but it was a start.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 6:36 am
Shiroka was half lost in her thoughts and she thought that she was just hearing voices. Her heart pounded though, there was no doubt. She looked up and looked at the man who was talking with the Holy Knights. She swallowed, he was a man, an impressive man with white hair like hers. He was no troll.
Was that Yata? Everything was pointing to him. And she even found herself drawn to him. But his physic was so changed. She found herself shy again. She had managed to get out of her reserve during the weeks spent with Yata but the man standing his back to her was a stranger.
He probably would recognize me anyway... she told herself. But with a smile, she found herself closing her eyes and listening to his voice. She felt relaxed and calm.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 8:22 am
Nina watched the Dawn Strider with curiosity. He seemed friendly enough, and Dimitri seemed to think he was fine. Gabrielle, however, seemed a bit tense. Nina could sense the heat rolling off her. So, he was an old opponent? Did he win the fight or something? She could see how loosing a fight would be hard for a Holy knight, but was it really so bad to loose to one of the middle ground. Atleast it wqasn't a loss to a Dark knight. That would just be humilliating.
Tilting her head, she continued to examine the new commer. Dimitri said he was a troll? He sure didn't look like one. What happened to him to make him change? She noticed the color of his eyes as Yata took off the goggles and pocketed them. They were a soft purple, just a lighter shade of her own which were almost the color of the night. He has the same eyes I do... Seeing this, she was calmer and more curious. Purple eyes were rare... atleast from what she saw. Were they common with trolls?
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 9:14 am
Time passes and more come. Yes, a great deal more. This is good. They all form under the heavens. The light shines brilliantly from them. All are gathered for a cause, a common cause. For the first time in a long time, the factions of the land meet in peace. The historian would savor this moment—perhaps he would even call it the turning point into a new age—an age of cooperation. With time, the factions could even form a nation state. All of the events that may and will come to pass all begin with this. It all starts right here.
However, there is one group absent from the meeting. The agents of darkness. Perhaps it’s due to the essence of light. It is especially strong throughout the area. The two are polar opposites. One cannot exist without the other, but even still, the two can never meet. Light casts out all darkness, but darkness thrives in the absence of light.
Whatever the case, the darkness can wait. Chances are, they’ll be sucked into this sooner rather than later.
It’s time to arrive. He’s already there. He was there the whole time. Hidden in the dark—within the absence of light. An angel? No, that doesn’t sound right. See for yourself.
All light hits him, the light of the sun. He stands in the midst of the congregation, among the people, within the mass. He is as a commoner, not a god, not a noble, but a common soldier. Really, he’s not even that. He is without armor. His attire is comprised of loosely fitting clothes. Black pants, shirt, jacket… The only thing worth mentioning is his shaggy golden hair.
Emerald eyes gaze upon his surroundings. They are a fine bunch of soldiers. The legendary guardian of the flame, Jin, sticks out, as always. The rest—first rank, third rank knights. Will this be enough? No, probably not, but it is indeed a start, and that’s all he can ask for.
He takes a look at the paladins. These are the warriors who have taken up his cross. Why still remains a mystery to him. They each have their own stories. Now, he is meant to lead them. This is as much a new experience to him as it is them. He was created to guide, not lead, not instruct or order, but merely guide, possibly direct.
But if it is the will of the most high, he has but nothing left than to obey.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 11:02 am
Jin looked to Knex with a light smile and bowed respectuflly "Its good to see you still have life in you" Jin smirked but his voice soon muted as he could feel the presence of another who had yet to be amongst them. Looking up into this new beings emrald eyes with his own golden hues he seemed to raise a brow. Common in atire however he wore more clothes than Jin did and it was easily disiphered that this one was far from common. Weather it was his dimeanor or simply the light surrounding him Jin didnt know but then nor did he care to. He was obveously here for a reason. Rather than standing at attention or asking questions, he simply took a seat and folded his legs before resting his hands on his knees. His legs were still a bit sore from the crash landing but he would be fine as long as he was not straining them.
Even so his well being was less important than the reasoning behind the gathering.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 1:31 pm
Vinas sat and watched as all the old friends reaquainted, old rivalries were brought to light, and then he saw another, soldier, perhaps, maybe something more though...He had an odd feeling about the man, he was incredibly plain, all but his hair seemed to mesh with the area to Vinas, he shook his head, he first thought his helm was cooking his head, as the newcomer seemed to have just appeared, he took that as his excuse, forgetting that his close-face helmet lay in his lap.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 2:12 pm
Nina's attenton tuned away from the trol-sort-of when she felt the presence of a strong angel. The light seemed to concentrate and bighten near the middle of he group and the aura built up. Whn she finally saw him she could't help but stare. Only one ith such a strong an Holy presence could be thir leader. "Neo..?" The name lef her mouth in whisper before she could stop hrself. mIf she s wrong she woul look like an idiot. Hopefully others were as equally distrcted as se. Then they would't hear her. Biting her lip, as was common fr her to do, he stood up straighter and lookedtowarshim. Chances were, the time had come to recieve the information they had been waiting for.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 2:38 pm
Jin-XIII Jin looked to Knex with a light smile and bowed respectuflly "Its good to see you still have life in you" Jin smirked.
((I don't mean to be sudden, but I can't seem to play third person anymore...Having trouble getting details out....I'm going to switch to first person, hope you guys don't mind.))
Thank goodness Jin took notice to me, If I had to wait another second I thought I would have lost my mind. He's pretty hard working though, I guess I should be honored he even decided to give a word out edgewise for me. It looked like we had some great business with the Holy Knights, or I wouldn't have the second honor today of having their leader in my midst. A large get together of our two factions with both leaders involved...this is obviously more important than I had thought before.
Don't think I didn't catch Shiroka eying me a moment ago either, she must have been worried about me as well. I mean we had only met once when we were back at the base, haven't seen each other in awhile...not to mention how reckless one of the members had ran into that blade and passed away before they even had a chance to be initiated. Shiroka must have ben very apprehensive about all the other Red Guards' capabilities....personally I found her body language to be flattering.
Now listening in, it all seemed to just be 'hellos' to old friends and comrades, none of which aside from Shiroka and the leaders I am familiar with. It went oddly silent, and I gave Jin a response.
"Yeah, would have showed up sooner, I'll explain when the moment is less urgent," I said, waving my hand forward to emphasize the unimportance of it at this moment. I needed to figure out why I was here, so, "So I got the call, what do you need of me?" I asked.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 2:45 pm
"I do recognize you, my dear..." The voice of her friend sounded clear and soft in Shiroka's head, the man giving a kind glance and smile to her.
"I am indeed the man before you... but I'm afraid we will have to catch up after this little congregation ends."
However he wished to cast aside the presence of light and speak with Shiroka, he was afraid it would only cost him valuable information.
"The Great Leader of the Holy Knights? I must say... I half expected him in some Godlike attire... the aura fits what my Captain says though..." The troll said half to himself, though quite out loud.
"I suppose then this must be pretty important, coming from the last source of justice in this world..."
Once again, he meant the words to himself, but did little to hide them.
Taking a seat upon the very air, The Zen compressed troll hovered slightly over the ground cross legged, ready to receive this so thought importance from the shiny man he only guessed was Neo, Paladin of the Light.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 4:55 pm
Shiroka almost jolted when the voice reached her mind. Then she relaxed. This voice was something she was still familiar with. His words brought a soft flush on her cheeks and she looked down, a bright smile on her lips. Sure... She mentally answered and tried to restrain herself from mentally shouted 'He recognized me!!!' several times, as she knew that the troll would 'hear' her.
The question of Knex to Jin managed to cool down a little her eagerness. She had to focus. Focus! Focus! Focus! she warned herself, bringing all her attention to Jin. Why was the Red Guard here? And more why were Holy Knights and Dawn Striders here?
The young maiden did not give much of her attention to the man in the center. He seemed quite simple, but she could feel that he was stronger than her and that was enough for her to know at that moment.
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