|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 10:42 pm
“Why must you sever Mastema?”
9 asked, almost like she was talking to herself. Her voice was sad and quiet as she spoke. As she felt his arms wrap around her she almost started to cry. She wanted to believe that Akki was back they she could be happy once again. But this wasn’t Akki, not the one she knew and loved.... was he?
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 10:44 pm
Hmm, I'd say send the resume on a blody carckas. Course that's my view.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 10:51 pm
Well let me know if you figure ou a way in * walks away*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 10:52 pm
Will do. *The whle time doesn't take his eyes off the barrier.*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 10:55 pm
I was, but a gift to Mastema. Yet my creator, Morpheus, feels Mastema has not put me to any good use. He finds that watching prisoners are for 'useless soldiers'. He has given me instructions to return to my original purpose, which frees me of my obligation to Mastema.
He held her close and tightly, his hand slowly began to stroke her hair to comfort her. His eyes stared up, never looking at her. His lips quivered a bit to form a smile, but found he couldn't as the dejavu suddenly hit him. He shook it off and waited if 9 had any response to his last words.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 11:02 pm
"You don’t seem useless... to me. You seem to be strong and a well trained fighter. So tell me about Morpheus and the life where you got that ring."
9s voice was still soft as she spoke and her eyes were back to the golden yellow they once were. She started drawing little circles on him with her finger as she thought about her ring and locket
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 11:09 pm
His eyes blinked curiously as he felt the 9 draw circles on him. Yet they returned to their blank state as he collected his thoughts.
Morpheus, the god of dreams. He has lived a life of creating dreams for those who sleep. I was created to prove to his father, Hypnos, that dreams do come true. I was to seek the one who dreams of me, my dreamer, as I lead a normal mortal life. The memories I have lead in the past are locked within this ring while my collar locks away the sense of sight, hearing, and the ability to speak normally.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 11:15 pm
"I hate that collar. I want to take it off. But the ring... How do you unlock it?"
she was fully relaxed. If she let herself relax any more then she might end up dropping her guard as she laid there.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 11:23 pm
I do not know.
He felt the ring on his finger, feeling deep inside that it was more than an object. The complusion to leave it on his finger not because it kept his past life, but of the sentimental it carried. Yet what sort of sentimental value, he wasn't sure of.
Possibly the one who gave me the ring is able to unlock it.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 11:25 pm
*Slightly pokes the barrier to see what would happen.*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 11:28 pm
*9 yawned as she stopped moving altogether. The only thing that told him she was still alive was her beating heart and her breathing. After a few minute of silence she spoke ever so soft. Almost like it pained her to say it.*
"I have a matching ring in my pocket."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 11:32 pm
Do you?
His eyes were wide with surprise, but did not think to move her as he felt her yawns on his chest. Obviously she was tired, but laying where they were was probably not the best place. He slowly sat up, pulling her close to him as he craddled her in his arms.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 11:36 pm
"Mmmm Akki use to hold me like his. In the gardens late at night as we talked. I miss him greatly. Its my wedding ring."
She replied softly
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 11:43 pm
The garden...
The thought was placed in 9's mind with a soft tone as though it had some significance to him. He only pulled her closer to him as his eyes soften and they slowly closed. Flashes of trees, flowers, and a pond which he saw clearly and was projected into 9's mind. The image slowly fades in both their minds as he slowly opens his eyes to stare blankly ahead.
You two must have many memories there.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 11:49 pm
*The barrier makes no reaction*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
