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 Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 11:26 pm
*In Eecheb's dreamscape, KB would see a silver and blue sky. The symbolism for that would probably be for the silvery barrier which the boy was so used to seeing since he was small, and the blue sky he had only briefly seen the one time on his way back to the citadel from the dojo. Jagged chromed buildings also randomly peirced the dreamscape, an abstract representation of the majority of buildings inside of the citadel. Eecheb would be seen deeper into the dreamscape, he looked the same here as he did in the real world. For the moment it seemed he was punching at a large block of sand, and grunting all the while*
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 11:31 pm
Interesting, was the word that came to KB's mind. Though, such a thought was reserved from the dream, to keep from projecting to Eecheb. KB's approach would be slow, and delicate. He meant not to sneak up on the boy, and doubted he could. Even so, the buildings and streets were amusing enough. KB had been inside the Citadel several times, and honestly didn't expect Eecheb's dream to be geographically accurate. At this point, KB was merely looking at the boy. He hadn't expected such a fellow to be there.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 11:41 pm
*With every swipe Eecheb took at the block of sand, it would only rebuild itself again. Repeating in what seemed an endless cycle, at least until Eecheb was interupted or finally became frustrated with the thing and begain dreaming of other things. The sounds in the dream were also something interesting. The strikes upon the sand sounded like fists hitting flush to a bunching bag, and in the air the sounds of thrusters and clawing, most likely represending other sounds he's heard in the citadel. As KB ventured closer still, he'd note the slight demonic looking features the boy had, such as his tail, and what looked like two horn stumps protruding from the side of his head. Random shouting could be heard in the air, the voice familiar and sounding like Thanatos. The words weren't really all that understandable, and more than likely because they were a jumbled mess of Thanatos' japanese speech, something the children didn't understand all that well or use for that matter*
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 11:45 pm
Hardly phased by the speech in the background, KB turned his attention to the boy. "Hello." His voice would ring out, though perhaps a bit distant or distorted due to the other noises and the nature of the place they were in. He expected Eecheb to be shocked, perhaps even violent. In fact, he was sort of hoping Eecheb might turn his anger on KB. It would be fun to fight the boy when the boy held such a high advantage.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2006 11:55 pm
*KB might be disappointed though, as Eecheb seemed rather docile to him being there. Afterall, he probably didn't even know he was dreaming, and when he woke up wouldn't remember a thing about it anyhow. He'd stop punching at the sand, allowing it to form again. After that he'd turn to face KB, most noticably would be his blue eyes, which matched Nana's*
Eecheb: | >_> | Hmm? Oh hi.
*The response KB got obviously wasn't the expected one, but it was unlikely Eecheb would even register that KB wasn't supposed to be there. Dreams were as KB knew full of symbolism of one kind or another. Perhaps Eecheb was perceiving KB as a component of his dream and not an outside force invading it*
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:02 am
KB would chuckle then, his voice filled with amusement. Perhaps Eecheb might attribute it to one of Mastema's chuckles. Perhaps Eecheb even saw KB as parts of the other Citadel occupants wrapped together into one symbol. Different traits as it were, after all, Eecheb had no real reason to scrutinize every moment of his dream, lest he even realize what was occurring. "The name is KB." He introduced simply, though a flourishing movement of his left hand would cause the two letters that spelled his name to appear in the air, aflame with golden energy. KB wanted to keep things simple, and perhaps if he reinforced the name in a way that might be interesting, Eecheb would remember it. After all, KB could only assume Eecheb would be learning letters, reading and writing and all that.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:12 am
Eecheb:| >.> | K... B...? But those are only two letters, that's not a real name. That would be stupid!
*Already Eecheb was speaking his mind, after all why shouldn't he? Why should he hold back anything in a dream? The chuckle didn't phase him any, and any association it may have had with Mastema would be shortly realized as a similar yet darker chuckle would fill the air of the dreamscape, Mastema's. Eecheb had never seen KB before, buy why scrutinize? He could represent just about anything, and it wasn't as if he'd never dream of strange people or things before. Eecheb had a few strange dreams after visiting the dojo, and those who were there that day. But there were times he'd dreampt of people who he'd never seen. Characters from books Nana had read. Maybe KB was one of them? There was no way for Eecheb to know*
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:17 am
"You may find it even more stupid, but those two letters stand for the title 'K-Blob'. A most amusing title if I may say so myself, to be called Blobby at many turns. Those days are behind me now though, now, I simply go by KB. It's much simpler. Simple enough for even a fellow like yourself to grasp." KB replied happily. It was incredibly obvious KB wasn't mature, for he was bickering with a child. Though, even KB had to admit his name wasn't the pinnacle of achievement. No matter, he hadn't chosen it for himself. Mastema's chuckle was more or less the same for KB, just another passive sound in the world.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:24 am
Eecheb: --_-- | I still don't see why I should call you KB, if your name is something else...
*Eecheb's wings would flex and his tail would whip behind him. It seemed that he didn't see the value of shortening a name, it just didn't make sense or seem useful to him. In the waking world, he had never called anyone by a short handed name before. Everyone had a full designation and so that's exactly how they were addressed, by their full first names. Thusly, KB might actually be refured to from that point on as K-Blob*
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:33 am
KB twitched, visibly, and then he adjusted his glasses. Shrugging his shoulders slightly, his clawed hand absent-mindedly ran down his tie. He didn't remember extending his claws, not that he was watching his body intently. Though Eecheb was stubborn, KB wasn't about to argue the point. Rather, he tried to explain it in a sense. Assuming by the chuckle that Eecheb knew Mastema, he used that as a reference of sorts. "Consider it along the lines as when someone would refer to Mastema as 'Lord'. It's just a different title for a different context...Ok you know what, scratch that. Just forget it." KB mumbled, deciding to toss the topic aside. Given that Eecheb was still dreaming, KB decided to mess around with the kid. "I shouldn't have troubled you. Your mind is probably about as weak as those girly punches of yours." With a fanged grin, KB tapped his foot. There was no doubt that comment was made simply to try and rile the boy up. Perhaps KB might even resemble Tyr in such a state.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 12:54 am
Eecheb: --_-- | Pff... I've never heard anyone call him that. Why would they? I mean, what does it even mean? I think Zio only calls people lord anyhow. It's weird....
*Well that settled one thing, Eecheb did know Mastema and now KB knew it for sure. Titles in and out of context, Eecheb tried to ignore, they seemed to annoy him for some reason. It was unlikely he'd ever make someone call him "lord" Eecheb, unless he had some strange reason behind it, or was accerting a type of dominance over a meeting. Tyrsais had called him by the title of lord when first they met. Eecheb didn't seem to like it too much then either. KB's secondary statment did rile the boy a bit though. Eecheb would even bare his fangs a little, just another interesting trait of the boy KB could glance upon. If the look reminded Eecheb of Tyrsais he's get a similar response. Eecheb didn't really have any respect for the man, nor fear of him, it was just another part of his stuborn ways*
Eecheb: =__= | Ya? Well I'd like to see you do better!
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 1:03 am
"Oh would you now?" He asked. Though the question wasn't really one he expected to have answered. Merely comfirmation of an absurd request. However, there was very little reason to speculate that KB's strength would be limited in Eecheb's dream. Glancing to a neary and slightly mishapen building, KB grinned. Eecheb's expirience with the sandstone might mean any number of things, such as training or trying to overcome a challenge that kept springing up, things like that. KB was actually half-afraid that Eecheb might fashion the world around him to have the same effect on KB, though probably by subconcious than by actual intent.
Without delaying further, KB would fling himself at the building. His right hand balled into a fist, it would slam into the building with heightened force as he'd hurled himself at it. He hardly hard to walk, for it seemed he nearly flew right into it. In the physical world the building under the force of an entirely strength-based punched would be collapsing and crumbling, for KB would've smashed a sizeable hole in the structure. Nowhere near enough to bring it down, but the force would remove nearly all the wall in that general area of the building. At least, that's what WOULD happen. What did happen was mostly up to Eecheb's mind. It was entirely possible that the effects might be tripled, a sort of embelishment, or they might be quite limited.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 1:12 am
*Eecheb would blink at KB, and almost look confused as the building he had attacked in the dreamscape came crashing down into rubble. He'd turn his face away a little, and almost looked as if he were holding back a laugh. It seemed that the effect KB was trying to get across was taken in a completely different way. Finally the boy's laughter would ring out as he fell on his bottom, holding onto his sides while he laughed and kicked*
Eecheb: xd I meant that!
*While still laughing, one shaking hand would point to the block of sand that he had been attacking. It seemed that the intent was for KB to attack the sand, not some far off building in his dreams. To Eecheb, it just made KB look silly for not understanding him or what he had meant. In the waking world, Eecheb would move his right hand and arm a little adjusting himself in his sleep to a more comfortable position*
Eecheb: --.-- | z Z z Z z...
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 1:20 am
"Oh. Right." KB answered, as a brick slid free to smack into his head. The brick then dropped into rubble with the rest of the building. Not that it hurt him any. shaking it off, he levelled his gaze on the block and narrowed his eyes. "Let's see." He said, as he approached it. Once close enough, KB struck out at the thing. A simple movement, right high, lower left, and another right. A 3-strike combination of punches at the sand. Given that Eecheb could destroy it, it seemed more a matter of keeping it from reforming than actually breaking it. Quite similar to the Dojo in a way, though KB had solved that problem. "Damned Dojo." He said, letting the thought slip out and be projected into the dream. KB's slight level of influence would attempt to contort the sandblock into the form of a miniature version of the Dojo. A slight attempt to take domination of the surroundings. Though, given the centralization to the sandblock it was possible it might not be given up easily. On the same note, there was nothing to stock Eecheb from spawning millions of sandblocks around them.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2006 1:29 am
Eecheb: >_> | Hmm? Dojo? I think I've been there once. I didn't like it, I think.
*So now KB knew something else, this child had been to the very dojo he was attempting to steal, and that looked as if it was about to be destroyed. The fact that KB seemed slightly annoyed or irritated about the whole thing, escaped Eecheb for now. The sand would remain in the same block shape, as KB's mind wasn't the one in control in this place. As the sand fell away from the block, after each strike, it would begin to reform again, just as it had when eecheb struck at it. It seemed that KB was subject to the same strife*
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