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| The Death of the Invader (Open); Want to kill me? Hop in. | |
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| Topic Started: Nov 27 2009, 01:28 PM (43 Views) | |
| Andumi | Nov 27 2009, 01:28 PM Post #1 |
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Andumi was tired. So tired. For years now, he'd tried to remember what it was he was doing around here. He knew, instinctively, that this was not the land of his birth. His body was ancient, by his people's standards. Or, at least, what he could remember of his people. Yes. He was so tired. His body had degraded to the point where he looked like a man of near on forty five years of age. Who knew how many aeons had passed since his young and youthful form had been all that mattered to the near-immortal. He was in the city that he had planned to be his capital, one day. But, he had been gone for so long, the scum and lower beings (he thought) of this world had come and overrun it, like a plague of locusts. The Garden. Yes, the Garden of Life. That was what he needed to find. As he passed what these primitives (weren't they? Or was he the primitive? Damn this memory loss!) used for a message board, he saw his own face plastered all over with a hefty sum, enough to pique even his avaricious interests, beneath it. "Fools. They know not who they are- gaaack groumph!" his mad speech was interrupted by a fit of coughing that left him gasping for breath. He had no idea what was going on, only that there was something terribly wrong, he was dying, and he needed to get to the Garden of Life if he was to survive. It was there that he had hidden the entrance to the portal that would have led back to his own world, built for use in a duel, long since forgotten by all those who now lived. The gateway had been inactive for millenia, he supposed, though his sense of time was horribly skewed. It seemed like centuries since he'd eaten breakfast (or had he?). "So many things....left undone...so...many....regrets...fool's dreams, errors of judgment...callous and unthinking cruelty. I deserve death...but I must live! I will not go quietly into this night!" he made his way slowly into the depths of his marble-white city, situated on a high plateau above a massive plain. So close to true life. So far from real life. So close to the true death. So far from the fleeting death called sleep, the little death that healed..... |
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| Serenity | Nov 27 2009, 04:24 PM Post #2 |
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Serenity walked through the city, her hood down not to raise any suspicion among the civilians, her ears straining to catch every whisper, hoping someone would say something that would lead her to the person she was searching for. It was hard for the Lycan NOT to notice bounty, the sum being much more than a month worth of assassination jobs. Though money wasn't the only reason why she decided to hunt this man down, she had met this man once a while ago, he had almost cost her one of her pays, this was not something she could easily forgive. So here she was, walking among the crowds, giving an effort to blend in. In comparison to most of her jobs this would have to be one of her easiest, easiest being tracking the target down. She had met this man before and his aura and scent were quite unique meaning he was a black sheep among the white sheep to her, and she had felt a glimmer of his aura just a moment ago and was now heading towards the place she had felt it. |
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