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Sweet Crusades / Re: 5-7-5
« on: February 15, 2014, 01:33:36 AM »
Well, we were gonna'...
But we like not being dust.. ;)
You're uninvited.

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Sweet Crusades / Re: 5-7-5
« on: February 15, 2014, 01:20:49 AM »
To the truck, Katan!
It's an ASIAN INVASION
This is not a drill

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Sweet Crusades / Re:
« on: November 01, 2013, 02:01:09 AM »


A picture of the garbage can that Emlen promptly threw the watch and note into after finding Akane sniffing at it.

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Sweet Crusades / Re:
« on: September 04, 2013, 08:55:14 AM »
You're gonna go far, Kid. By The Offspring
Emlen to Myles


Show me how to lie, you're getting better all the time
And turning all against one, is an art that's hard to teach
Another clever word, sets off an unsuspecting herd
And as you step back into line, a mob jumps to their feet

Now dance f'cker, dance
Man he never had a chance
And no one even knew
It was really only you,

And now you steal away
Take him out today
Nice work you did
You're gonna go far, kid.


With a thousand eyes and a good disguise
Hit 'em right between the eyes, hit 'em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say,
See the lightning in your eyes,
See 'em running for their lives

Slowly out of line and drifting closer in your sights
So play it out, I'm wide awake
It's a scene about me

There's something in your way, and now someone is gonna pay
And if you can't get what you want, well it's all because of me

Now dance f'cker, dance
Man, I never had a chance
And no one even knew, it was really only you

And now you'll lead the way,
Show the light of day,
Nice work you did,
You're gonna go far, kid.

TRUST DECIEVED

With a thousand eyes and a good disguise
Hit 'em right between the eyes, hit 'em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say,
See the lightning in your eyes,
See 'em running for their lives

Now, dance f'cker dance,
He never had a chance...
And no one even knew, it was really only you
So dance, f'cker dance
I never had a chance,
It was really only you

With a thousand eyes and a good disguise
Hit 'em right between the eyes, hit 'em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say,
See the lightning in your eyes,
See 'em running for their lives
Clever alibies, Lord of the Flies
Hit 'em right between the eyes, hit 'em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say,
See the lightning in your eyes,
See 'em running for their lives

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Sweet Crusades / Re:
« on: August 10, 2013, 06:07:42 PM »
Kryptonite by Three doors down


I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind
I left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time
But I watched the world slip to the dark side of the moon
I feel there?s nothing I can do
I watched the would float to the dark side of the moon
After all I knew, it had to be something to do with you
I really don?t mind what happens now and then
As long as you?ll be my friend at the end

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I?m alive and well will you be there holding my hand?
I?ll keep you by my side with my super human might.
Kryptonite.

You called me strong, you called me weak
But still you secrets I will keep
You took for granted all the times I never let you down
You stumbled in and bumped your head
If not for me then you?d be dead
I picked you up, and put you back on solid ground

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I?m alive and well will you be there holding my hand?
I?ll keep you by my side with my super human might.
Kryptonite.

If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I?m alive and well will you be there holding my hand?
I?ll keep you by my side with my super human might.
Kryptonite.

Yeah,
If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I?m alive and well will you be there holding my hand?
I?ll keep you by my side with my super human might.
Kryptonite.

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Sweet Crusades / In the meantime...
« on: July 29, 2013, 02:30:19 AM »


?Tell me you love me?? The woman wearing Novia?s face commanded without remorse or affection. Her eyes made sure to lock him into that empty-minded state he?d grown accustom to.

?I love you?? Emlen?s voice was there for her ears, but his words were not laced with endearment as he followed orders. It had been what felt like years since he?d heard Minoko?s lyrics, and had he been normal, he might have begged for her to at least yell at him.

?I?m disappointed in you, Emlen? How could you move on so quickly? And want to marry her?? She examined the ring that she herself had placed on her own slender digit, a ring that was not meant for her finger. ?The most insulting, was that you tried to protect her??

?I?m sorry?? he wasn?t, he was merely reciting what she commanded to hear.

?Tell me that from now on, I?m the only one for you??

?From now on, you?re the only one for me??

?Tell me you can?t breathe without me??

?I can?t breathe without you??

?Finally,? the imposter started, her eyes narrowing on him skeptically. ?Tell me that you want me to be with you forever??

?I want you to be with me forever??

?Good? Now prove it to me, Emlen; to stay with you, to feel something again? I need a soul? I need your soul?? She whispered. ?Tell me it?s mine.?

?It?s yours, Novia??

?Good, good boy?? As if he was a worthless dog who earned praise. She bit into her lip, knowing she couldn?t rightly pull it out of him with her bare hands. She was no soul eater; she had only been lacking one of her own. ?Clever boy? I know that this is no diamond?? The girl whispered. ?It?s a stone for trapping souls? You need to be more careful who you let swim around inside your head. You were planning on staying with her forever when she passed, hm?... Giving your soul away to live upon her cold finger? I wonder? Would you have done the same for lovely little Novia? That?s a mystery? One of the few you keep sacred. Foolish boy, you've handed me what I need to take what I want. Now,? she began. ?Give it to me.?

?Yes, Novia?? An empty whisper as he exposed his most vulnerable possession.

Myles took in his face as she ripped his soul away, took in his painful expression and his gritted teeth, but most of all, she admired the bleeding pupils that made irises black with emptiness. They matched now?he was hers.

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Sweet Crusades / Re: A truth's cage...
« on: July 25, 2013, 05:46:10 AM »
   ?You and your prophecies. Caia will reach potential through training. Tough and rigorous and painful training. No great warrior ever became as such through a work-out, through a grand, empty prediciton.? Solaris lifted one of his fingers, it was sharp and pointy through the golden gauntlet. ?Warriors are forged in the fire of tragedy and of loss. They are born again, here. They become greater with no weaknesses tethering them down. For warriors that fight for ideals, for pride: they are whom the world respects and fears. So I shall meet your challenge, take away what tethers her to weakness and refire her soul in the kiln of loss and power. And what ends up on the other side may be stronger than I. But until then, dear Clara, I have nothing to fear. And therefore fear nothing.?
   


   Clara's eyes narrowed on him, "Do what you must, say what you must, but Caia will never be yours..." The woman smiled and waved him off.  "She would sooner die. I know my daughter. Can you say the same?"


   ?I know that you do not put her above your ideals and your station. And you know that I feel the same. Perhaps you do not use her, but you are no grand parental unit, Clara. Perhaps Emlen is of use to me yet. What will he say when I mention our ?agreement? to him? Will you lie to his face, Clara?? Solaris lifts his brows amusedly. ?Hmmm??
   


    Clara did not falter beneath the weight of his words, she pursed her lips and scoffed. "Emlen has left both our sides, I knew that the day he came to the village on that strange girl's heels... So it matters not."



?Then I may have an ally in Emlen yet. I am quite sure the boy hates me, fairly sure he dislikes you---but he seems to be the kind of boy that would respect my outgoing dismissal of him over your under-the-table deceit. But we shall see. Even if I can re-enroll him, I do not know what I could use him for.? Solaris smiles chipperly, salutes with a fling of a flat hand and steps backwards. The shadows stretch from the backdrop, from the black ground and black sky, as sickles and climb into the hood of his cloak, veiling his face. ?I will go after them,? he says while backstepping away. ?Your entire village could not deter me. So you had better get to thinking, Master Clara. Because should you not approach me soon with a grand offer as retribution, I will take out my frustration on whatever I can. You can use your imagination from there.?

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Sweet Crusades / Re: A truth's cage...
« on: July 25, 2013, 05:43:45 AM »
   ?Do. You. Love. Them,? he queried carefully this time, the man?s voice unamused now because impatience had usurped his mostly coy and stoic constitution. ?But you are unwilling to answer,? he said to the tree. Solaris looked at the tree, perked a brow and spoke to it again. ?But, Grand and Ageless Oak, I wonder---does she think that her children could best me? Should I come for their heads as retribution, would they stand a chance??  
   

 
   "Do you love them?" Clara turned the question back at them and shrugged. "I love them, yes...but I also have the safety of my people to look out for..." She turned on her heels and faced him. "There was a reason you chose me, Solaris... To take on your spawn... Because you wanted the best. My children would destroy you, and you know that... Why else would you be throwing your temper tantrum? You're scared." Clara shook her head. "I don't know what to tell you.. The trade was Emlen, for Martyr... I cannot control the boy."


   Solaris shrunk on his springy knees, braced himself against The Grand and Ageless Oak and laughed, full and boisterous. The chortling putters to a stop and Solaris lifts himself back up, eyes down Clara and extends his arms out to the side. ?You are a comedian now, Master Clara. I say---do it to keep morale up? When the Savians come for your scalps, I do pray that they retain their keeper?s jokes and crack smiles as their heads are severed from body and soul. To say that I am afraid. Woman: I guffaw.? Solaris leans into an almost bow, his chin hoisted so that he could keep his eyes affixed to hers and laughs ornamentally, ?Hah--Hah--Hah.? He pulls back and severs himself. ?I do not fear a being in this realm, Clara, and do not lie to my face and tell me that you believe otherwise. Caia?s power is yet untapped---Emlen is a wash, I would not waste another moment with him. And it is Caia that I shall turn my attentions toward. I will have her, and I will decimate whomever is foolish enough to venture an attempt stop me. Am I being clear??
   

 
   "Caia's young, childish... It's true, but she'd never leave her friends... You could dump all the blood from your body into her, and she'd still never attach herself to your heels. Give it up, Solaris. You've lost." The mother informed him and her palm sank into the tree. "You might kill off the entire village, you might cut me down, but you'll never have Caia, and I'll laugh to watch you try.."


   ?You insult me,? he says casually with a wide smile. ?You act as if killing off Sama would not prove satisfying enough. I wonder--have you just initiated another deal, Master Clara? The lives of your clansmen in exchange for my vow to leave Caia be? I would gladly accept!?
   


   "You know I can't make that trade...But I'll say this... Caia will be backed by our finest soldiers should you come close to her... I've already sent two to watch over her." The woman mumbled softly, "Caia has bonded with another.. She'll reach her prime soon, and you're in over your head."

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Sweet Crusades / A truth's cage...
« on: July 25, 2013, 05:35:57 AM »
Starring: Clara Mars and Solaris Slane


   Beneath heavy boots, the foliage cracked and snapped, hard thumps, rattling the woods themselves, throwing leaf and twig aside. Solaris, in his armor and beneath a red cloak, approached the meeting place. Moonlight slithered through the trees, the night hot but easy without humidity. Solaris found a grand oak, sided his body upon it, crossed his arms and waited, an amused and expectant smile stroking his broad jaw.
   



   Wearing her own cloak of navy blue, the weapon made her way toward the center of the woods. Toward that one open area that was claimed by not either Samalian or Savian. She stepped on to the free territory and sought that red cloak. "...You called me here?" Clara asked, a careful brow rising above its mate as she waited for the explanation.


   ?I most certainly did, Master Clara,? Solaris said, eyes low and big. The man lifts those big eyes and they thinned and lasered straight into the leader of the opposing clan. ?I wonder if you have heard from your son recently? I wonder if you are aware of his ineptitude; aware of his idiocy and freelance decision making? I wonder Clara. I. Do. Wonder.?
   


   "Been a while since you called me that..." Clara informed him thoughtfully as she picked a tree to lean on. "My son?" She asked, and then those lips twisted up in a smile that displayed sadism at its finest. "What did he do this time?" The weapon asked as one leg kicked over the other and she lengthened her lean.


   Solaris slammed the side of his gauntlet into the fine old oak, splintered it and the armored wrist cleaved into the old bark. And following this rare spark of anger from the regal despot, Solaris leaned forward at the woman and hissed, ?He invalidated our agreement.? A smile comes and Solaris leans against the shattered bark. ?Yes. He informed me that he is no longer interested in working with me. You know what that means, Clara.? He spoke grimly, directly.
   

 
   Clara's smirk widened and she pulled the cloak from her eyes, revealing navy blue orbs that were as dangerous as they were beautiful. "Our agreement was that if you fixed Martyr, I'd turn a blind eye to you taking Emlen beneath your filthy little wing..." She bit into her lip. "I did just that, and you held your part... Emlen coming to his senses is not my problem."


   Clara?s smile widened, Solaris? stayed on its heels, strong and snide. ?Those were the particulars.? Solaris nods. ?Those were the particulars indeed.? A groan spins around in his throat, and from that villainous grin, it scuds out and hangs in the thin, hot air. ?Let me ask you, Master Clara: do you love them??
   

   "Your question is a trap, and I do not intend to fall into it... Was there something else you needed, Solaris?" Clara asked, she visibly relaxed against the bark, folding her arms over her chest. Did she love her children? Yes. Did she put them before the needs of the village? No...

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Sweet Crusades / Re: A step in the right direction...
« on: July 23, 2013, 06:46:23 AM »
   Solaris laughed loudly, insanely, his deep voice now forked with the sharpness of drawing cackles. He sighs happily afterwards and pulls a tear off the sill of his eye. ?Oh. That really is too great, Emlen. That is absolutely better than I could have ever imagined. But you look angry. Don?t be angry. Be calm, boy. Be calm and tell Solaris more. I want to feel the worst of it. Paint a picture, dear boy.? He closes his eyes and inhales deeply through his nostrils. ?Yes. Yes, tell me, boy.?


    Emlen's eyes widened, his face fell to his hands and he bit into his lip, rolling the pinkened outline around in honed teeth. He didn't draw blood, no. The boy inhaled, summoning up the courage to say what he wanted to say, what he needed to say. "...I'm not telling you anymore.."


    Solaris? mouth falls down at an angle. His dull seven o?clock suns murmur, half-lit and distant, branding the boy like heated pokers. ?So that?s what it is, then. A betrayal. Not good, boy. Not the way the deal was built. Tell me. Tell me why??



    "Not a betrayal... I'm just...out. I'm done. I can't. I've been...hanging out with Martyr... I met one of her friends, and I'm... I'm in love with her, Solaris... I can't do that to them... I can't do that to Martyr... She's innocent, and sweet.. Seeing what you did to her, seeing you taint her like that... It was disgusting..." Emlen sighed softly, swallowed down a lump in his throat, and hung his head.



   Solaris listened with his head against his fist, corked to the side in his stool, elbow knifing into the barface. He listened, but his face was empty, and after Emlen finished a long silence followed. ?I guess you do not respect me, boy. And don?t misunderstand me: I am not so foolish as to believe you harbor respect for me as a father... But it is an insult that you are so cavalier in your decision to end our agreement. It is an insult that you do not respect my power, respect my ability to take you out of this world, to take your little girlfriend out of the world, to take Caia?s fiance, child and everything both she and you hold dear. And it is a SPECIAL,? Solaris cried while leaping to his feet to face Emlen directly. ?insult for you to throw away what I did for you! Tell me where you would be right now, had I not emancipated you from Sama? They despised you, boy. And I?m sure nothing has changed. Caia may not be an agent of Sama, but she would choose the safety of the village over your needs. So you understand my displeasure, yes??

   
   Emlen winced at the thought of Minoko dying, and he knew if anyone could take him out for good, it was Solaris. "Martyr wouldn't abandon anyone...." Emlen said, and shook his head. "I swear to everything that is in this world... If you touch any of them, I swear... You better kill me first..."


   Solaris offers brief laughter. The man collects the tails of his long coat and begins sewing breach together with the large, old buttons. ?In that case, I will save you for last, boy. I fear Caia more than you. I fear their child more than you. Don?t flatter yourself, because your usefulness has waned.? Solaris turned away and his loud boots rattled the boards. Two steps away, he turned back and pulled stringy hair away from his face with a raking pull of overhand fingernails. ?You will regret this, Emlen.?
   

   "Martyr will be prepared for you... We all will... I'll see to that. Even if it means losing them all as my family.. You will be stopped." The immortal assured the man and glowered in that direction. He didn't move, he only waited.

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Sweet Crusades / A step in the right direction...
« on: July 23, 2013, 06:25:12 AM »
Starring: Emlen Slane and Solaris Slane.

    Oh, the city. What an overgrown hive, so many varieties of shameless peons lurching about purposely. Solaris had thrown an old grey duster over his chestplate. It hung off him like a drape, masked the shimmering gold armor, but not completely, and the man?s ceremonious boots still clodded sharply as he walked. But despite it all, in this city, a man with an old trench coat thrown over a pious set of armor was really not so queer. He stepped swiftly, caught the buzzing, broken red neon sign that titled the bar and pushed the door below it in. The interior was a stuffy pocket of red miasma; cigarette smoke permeating and rising, fogging the dive, the crowns of the plumage that pushed up on the rafters lined in empty crimson from the shoddy lamps that flashed the names of various drafts and brands. Like a sergeant, Solaris leered over the zombious crowd proudly, disgustedly, a great, pervasive sickness nibbling its way into his body. He steps and his heft boots rattle the floorboards. He steps and rattles, steps and rattles, steps and now the salt shakers upon an empty table leap up then fall on their sides. He finds the bar, leans over it on his elbows but says not a word, a mysterious smile carved into his hard, broad jaw.
   

    The door opened, and as if there was a rod attached to his spine, he walked through the threshold. Arms only swung at his waist as much as he allowed. Blue eyes trailed over the area to find the unmistakable soul, and once he was located, Emlen sucked in a breath and swallowed hard. His fists were in tight balls, bracing himself. He had to try not to get hurt, not that his father was so messy. "Solaris," Emlen greeted. They weren't on those kinds of 'Daddy' terms.


   Solaris did not turn upon the address, only smiled secretly with his chin rested atop his bridged fingers. ?Emlen,? he says in a high and amused voice. In the darkness, those wild red eyes scream out like seven o?clock suns, low, not bright but contained in their radiance. ?Just on time. I commend you!? Solaris turns and sizes the boy up, takes both his hands and slaps them into the outer edges of both Emlen?s shoulders like he would squeeze the boy like an accordion. ?And so how are we? Our meeting in Sama was brief, but fruitful. You agree??
   

    The man broke his eyes away, he swallowed hard and nodded. "Yes, Martyr was... Infected for quite some time." Emlen mumbled with a nod. The beating of his heart changed as the man tried to summon up whatever courage he could. It wasn't in him yet, but picturing both the faces of his sister, and his girlfriend was getting him there.


  ?Look at you boy. You look paler than usual. Even immured in this vile, poisonous cavern of vice and stale smoke, you radiate like a moon. Tell me. Tell me what is upon you, boy. And sit, for you are bound to shatter like a vase.? Solaris whacks Emlen?s shoulder with a big and callous grin glowing on his face. He falls into a stool, leans forward and slaps the one adjacent to show Emlen where to sit.
   

    Emlen didn't make eye-contact, he only nodded and obeyed. His hands slapped against the counter and flattened out there. "It's... Nothing, Solaris..." Except, it wasn't nothing. Except, he wanted out. He needed to be out... It didn't take much for the tall man to plop down into the stool and sit silently.



  ?Well, boy,? Solaris said while leaning in to enact some coy take on a privacy for his own amusement. ?I?ll admit that your personal problems mean little-to-nothing to me anyway. I was just thinking that I would play ?dad? a moment. But you ruined that moment, so let us move on to another moment. Let us move on to business so that I may evacuate this filthy city in haste. Lay out what reports you have. Oh, and I would really like to hear about how my blood made our little Caia act. I have been anticipating this story for weeks."

 
   There it was, a wince, and an outburst. His hands lifted from the counter only to slam back down. "It ruined her, broke apart her family, and she hated it." The boy's cheeks were inflamed, and his stare was that of a glare as he looked over to the man who could rip away his soul at any given time. "Ruined her. She became you."

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Sweet Crusades / Re:
« on: June 21, 2013, 03:15:46 AM »
"Super nothing" by Streetlight Manifesto



He wakes up sad again and he wonders when the rain will end
She?ll act like she don?t care ?cause to her it?s just a game that he plays

I?m a super, I?m a nothing, I?m a no one, goin? nowhere fast
But I don?t care, but I don?t care
I?m a super, I?m a nothing, I?m a no one, goin? nowhere fast
But I don?t care, but I don?t care

All the times he said he would, she never really understood
What he said or what he meant; he won?t forget what wasn?t said
He?ll find himself alone, standing in the rain

I?m a super, I?m a nothing, I?m a no one, goin? nowhere fast
But I don?t care, but I don?t care
I?m a super, I?m a nothing, I?m a no one, goin? nowhere fast
But I don?t care, but I don?t care

He wakes up said again and he wonders when the rain will end
She?ll act like she don?t care ?cause to her it?s just a game that he plays
Yeah,

I?m a super, I?m a nothing, I?m a no one, goin? nowhere fast
But I don?t care, but I don?t care
I?m a super, I?m a nothing, I?m a no one, goin? nowhere fast
But I don?t care, but I don?t care
All the times he said he would she never really understood
What he said or what he meant; he won?t forget what wasn?t said
He?ll find himself alone, standing in the rain, yeah, yeah, yeah

I?m a super, I?m a nothing, I?m a no one, goin? nowhere fast
But I don?t care, but I don?t care
I?m a super, I?m a nothing, I?m a no one, goin? nowhere fast
But I don?t care, but I don?t care



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Sweet Crusades / Orchids in the field
« on: June 17, 2013, 12:54:19 AM »

Emlen had visited Novia?s resting place; he?d reconciled with Minoko? There was only one thing left to do? He had to set things straight with Orchid. It wasn?t an easy task to accomplish, not with her longing eyes and hopeful smile, not with the greeting she?d given him just the night before, and not with his sense of debt to the girl?

His feet cracked twigs without much care, and his thoughts, weren?t to Orchid, but to his sister in that moment. He didn?t want to bring it up in front of everyone, but the man was worried out of his mind for Martyr. Wounds on the girl wouldn?t faze him in the slightest, for he knew too well what diluted Slane blood could do for the body? Now it was poisoning her, clouding her eyes and altering her mind? He knew first hand his father?s goal? Martyr, she was fitted to be a perfect soldier, had she not been so damned nice all the time? With the Slane blood she?d be drawn to evil, she?d have a lust for wickedness and the feeling that she had outgrown her friends would be apparent in her mind?

Would she leave? Emlen cringed at the very thought, but wouldn?t think more on the matter. They?d cross that bridge when it approached. Now he had to focus on crossing the bridge of letting Orchid down gently. Speak of the devil and she?d be sitting beneath the tree nearest the graveyard, but without actually crossing the threshold. ?You always did have a strange spot?? Emlen mused as he moved to plop down next to the stunted weapon.

?Strange? Why? Because it?s a graveyard?? Orchid fired off the questions. She?d actually been waiting for Junia to come up, but Emlen would be an appreciated trade, or so she thought. ?Did you think about what I offered? Traveling together? Just you and me??

Emlen opened his mouth to speak, but only a sigh fell from his lips, it was almost a whining sound coupled with exhaustion. ?Orchid,? he finally spoke. ?I don?t?travel much anymore. I settled down when I met Min?? That wouldn?t be a good way to settle things just yet? ?When I met Martyr? I decided to be brother to her and an Uncle to Max?? The boy whispered and lowered his eyes. All of a sudden, it felt wrong. It felt as if he was keeping Minoko a secret, and maybe he was? For good enough reasons. What would be the point in telling tales of the Asian, they weren?t together?not really, anyway? So why say anything about her? In the same breath, the boy wanted to; damn did he want to...

?Oh,? Orchid said, letting disappointment paint her expression for only a moment before the light broke through those fragile eyes. ?I?ll come with you! Think of it! A new town! With new people, all the sights to see, the people to meet!? All of the sudden, the chipper little thing was bouncing. ?And we can keep each other safe!?

Emlen cringed all of a sudden. ?Don?t you think that you should be worrying less of keeping me safe, and more of keeping your handler protected? You belong with her.?

That nice, sweet, flawless expression turned dour in all of three seconds after he spoke. ?Don?t you tell me where I belong, or who I belong with!? Orchid snapped. ?You left us, Emlen? You left all of us? Yeah, some of the people in this village blamed you, but some of them still loved you? How could you just? Just leave us?? The girl was tearing up all of a sudden. ?I didn?t know whether you were alive or dead? And if you were alive, why in the world weren?t you home? What could I have possibly done to make you stay? What could I have done to make you decide that there was nothing worth coming back to?? Novia was gone, but? You were still our friend!?

Emlen pulled her close all of a sudden. ?It wasn?t you,? he whispered. ?It was never you.? Fingers combed through her hair as he spoke, trying to comfort the girl who seemed to be floating over the edge of liquid sorrow. ??I left, because I was weak? because even though Novia made the choice, and I couldn?t die for her if I tried, I still failed my life?s mission. I left, because I loved that girl with all I had, and I couldn?t come back to a community that she wasn?t apart of?? The boy pulled Orchid?s shoulders back to look into her eyes. ?I couldn?t look at you or Junia, and be alone? Could you imagine loving your handler, Orchid? Could you imagine losing the two post important things in your life??

Orchid?s facial expressions seemed to shift back and forth. A billion feelings seemed to overcome her at once, and she lowered those eyelids to shut. Truth was, she couldn?t imagine any of it? She couldn?t see Junia giving up her life for her, and even though it was her job to do so, she couldn?t see herself dying for Junia? What kind of love that must have been. What she?d felt for Emlen, though? It was different, something she?d felt forever, and when he left, there was emptiness? Now he was back, and so was that strange feeling?  Moving onto the edge of limbs, rising as high as she possibly could, she pressed her lips hard to Emlen?s.

There was no sentiment on his end, only grief, guilt, and regret. The feelings were unrequited, and he resented himself for that?Orchid, so timid, so sweet, taking on the bold challenge of kissing someone? He was about to ruin it, ruin her? With every ounce of courage he had in his soul, he pulled back and squeezed his eyes shut. ?I?m sorry?? The man whispered and looked up at the sky.    

There was an apparent wince there, but it wouldn?t be viewed by Emlen?s evasive eyes. ?You?re?not ready?? The girl asked, her own eyes trailing down to her feet.

Her words broke him, and he swallowed hard as he could. How was he going to go about this?  ?Orchid? You know Minoko, right?? he asked, finally looking down at the girl?s illegible expression. His fingers came up to run through his hair, and he, all too soon, pulled his eyes away from her again.

?The?? Orchid thought back and finally let her eyes trail back up to him. ?The strange-looking girl from last night? The one that pulled me off of you?? Despite how her words sounded, Emlen would know there was no ill-intent in them. Minoko, to their village, did in fact, look strange. ?What about her?? The girl asked, trying to match foreign face to extraneous name.

?Yeah, that?s her?? The boy mumbled softly. Orchid, even though they had been arranged to be married, would live on as nothing more than a close friend to him. ?Orchid? Minoko and I?? Got it on? No, that wasn?t the right way to put it. Are boyfriend and girlfriend? No, because that was just untrue, though it might be the easiest way to put it? ?We?re, well??

?A couple?? Orchid asked, her voice a void.

?Not exactly?? Emlen said. ?We?re not a couple, but? I do have feelings for her, and we? Well, we?re?? With a sigh, the boy bunched his fingers through his hair and bit his lip. ?We?re playing Checkers??

?What??

?Never mind??

?Okay?? I uh?? Eye contact was broken for what seemed like the thousandth time that night. ?I have to go?? Orchid whispered.

?You?have to go??

?Yeah, to train and stuff?? Spinning on her toes, the strange little thing began to hurry off. Emlen assumed she?d been hurt, and was masking it. He was wrong, and she was lying? Orchid was going home to pack. Not a couple meant hope to her, and she?d be following them the moment they left out.

29
Sweet Crusades / Re:
« on: June 10, 2013, 11:14:45 PM »
"Point-Counterpoint" by Streetlight Manifesto


I?ve got a gun in my hand but that gun won?t c ock
My finger?s on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
And I can?t stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could I would never give up..
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can?t believe I?m dying with my song unsung
And if and when I die won?t you bury me alone?
?Cause I?ll never get to heaven if I?m singing this song

If there was something wrong would you be oh so strong?
Would you do what it takes to move this hollow life along?
I like to think I would, you know I?d like to think I would
But I can guarantee that what you see is not reality
And every time she makes a point, I make a counterpoint
She said it?s easy but in the end you?ll have no choice
And you know that that?s only just the way that it goes
You said it right, man, that is just the way that it goes

And the days, and the days they seem like forever
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
But forever isn?t ever enough!
I?d like to sing a song
Promise you won?t be long!
I?ll try not to be long but I don?t want to get this story wrong
There was a kid who never cared about the little things
Don?t even bother because I?m tired, and I?m sick of it
And every time she makes a point, I make a counterpoint
She said it?s easy but in the end you?ll have no choice
And you know that that?s only just the way that it goes
You said it right, man, that is just the way that it goes

I?ve got a gun in my hand but that gun won?t c ock
My finger?s on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
And I can?t stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could I would never give up..
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can?t believe I?m dying with my song unsung
And if and when I die won?t you bury me alone?
?Cause I?ll never get to heaven if I?m singing this song

Oh, you don?t know where I?ve been
Oh, you don?t know what I?ve seen!

If I did something right
Would you give up this fight?
Would you say you were wrong and maybe someone else was kind of right?
I?d like to think you would
You know I?d like to think you would
But I can?t guarantee that what you get is an apology
Jump back to the day we met
I never thought that it would end this way
If I ever let you down I want to ask of you
To take it down a notch and we can talk it on through

And the days, and the days they seem like forever
And the days, and the days they seem like forever
But forever isn?t ever enough!
I?d like to sing a song
Promise you won?t be long!
I?ll try not to be long but I don?t want to get this story wrong
There was a kid who never cared about the little things
Don?t even bother because I?m tired, and I?m sick of it
And every time she makes a point, I make a counterpoint
She said it?s easy but in the end you?ll have no choice
And you know that that?s only just the way that it goes
You said it right, man, that is just the way that it goes

I?ve got a gun in my hand but that gun won?t c ock
My finger?s on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
And I can?t stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could I would never give up..
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can?t believe I?m dying with my song unsung
And if and when I die won?t you bury me alone?
?Cause I?ll never get to heaven if I?m singing this song

Oh, you don?t know where I?ve been
Oh, you don?t know what I?ve seen!

So tell me friend, how?s it going to end?
When the sh*t goes down and there?s no one left around to get your back
You?ll crack
You?ll smile and agree with everything they say
They?ll try to tell you that it?s all okay
But it?s not and you?re shot, you?re bleeding pretty bad
And you can?t stop thinking about the things you never had
Like a wife, and a kid and the things you never did
You?re running around
You?re living a life that?s empty in the end, my friend

No, you?ll have back all you?ve said
Oh, when the regrets fill your head

Trust me I?ve been there before
I would not wish it upon my greatest enemy
What irony!
Once friends, but I find
You?ll have to learn this lesson on your own?

So I waited by the phone, but that phone never rang
And I sang so loud that I wouldn?t hear the bang
When the bang never came and I never got the call
F*ck it! Thank you! I love you all!
Some are going to say we?re doomed to repeat
All out past mistakes
Great!
But that?s not me
And even if it was, I would always disagree
Because in the end I always get the better of me

I?ve got a gun in my hand but that gun won?t c ock
My finger?s on the trigger but that trigger seems locked
And I can?t stop staring at the tick-tock clock
And even if I could I would never give up..
With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung
I can?t believe I?m dying with my song unsung
And if and when I die won?t you bury me alone?
?Cause I?ll never get to heaven if I?m singing this song

Oh, I?ll take you where I?ve been!
Oh, I?ll show you what I?ve seen!

((Every time I hear this, I think of Emlen! <3  Had to fix the censor... u.u;; ))


30
Sweet Crusades / A night to forget.
« on: June 09, 2013, 08:20:42 AM »
How did this happen? They were the strongest weapon-handler team in their village, bested by a guy who hadn?t a weapon? Those shadows? They had forced Em to transform back? How? The weapon wasn?t sure, but he knew one thing; it hurt? Those shadows had been wrapping him like a hungry serpent now and he?d found himself trapped. What had he said? He was just speaking, what did he say?... Emlen tried to recollect the lyrics spoken by the man.

?I?ve done my research too, Emlen? Novia.?

Upon hearing his lover?s name, the weapon?s eyes trailed over to the girl. Dark hair masking her face but unable to cover those bright emeralds that stared widely. Her legs were apart in a defensive stance which had been rendered useless without him. Her height did not rival his, but had been impressive considering some of the other female villagers. There were cuts and bruises littering her body, she?d taken a beating and for what??for it to end like this? Her lips parted to shriek, ?Stop it! Please! What do you want?!?

Emlen could feel the tendrils creeping up to his throat. ?I want you guys apart, of course.? The man whispered softly, his hand aimed at Emlen. ?Just one of you to die, and then I?ll be satisfied?a healing weapon, what a prize!? The insanity rang in his tone as the shadows began to strangle Novia?s weapon? ?His wounds regenerate, it?s true? But can he die like this??

The immortal was bleeding out gasps and grunts as his oxygen depleted from his lungs. He would only glare at the man, shoulders bucking and jerking to no avail?he was trapped. Novia, helpless looked at the man. ?Please? We won?t fight anymore, just don?t hurt him? Please? I?ll do anything??

?Don?t be stupid, Nova!? The lyrics were distorted and pathetic and yelped out hopelessly. ?Get out of here!? They began to lose volume as his face turned red, and soon a deep shade of violet. ??run?? Everything was going dark, and he felt his body lose fight.

?I?m not leaving you here, stupid!? Novia said in that lovingly condescending tone she often used for the man. He would have smiled, had he not been on the brink of unconsciousness?

?Anything, you say? Would you trade your life for his? Would you die for him, Novia?? The man asked, but he hadn?t loosened his hold on Emlen just yet. If a trade was to be made, the boy would black out first? No risks?

The girl lowered her eyes. Newfound feelings mingled in her chest?a happy mixture of fear, grief, anxiety, and love; all swimming around her at once muddled together a potent blend of something ultimately toxic. Those eyes moved from the man, to Emlen, whose eyes were once bulged out but now were rolling back as unconsciousness gripped him like the very shadows that kept him from the stone. The girl dropped her defensive stance, and her lips parted once more to allow lyrics to spill out to the man. ??Yes. I?ll die for him? Please, just? Just let him go?? There was defeat in that tone, courage accompanying it. ?I love him??

That was the last thing he?d heard? He didn?t hear her say, "It's my turn to take a hit for you... I love you, Emlen Slane..." Right before the man dropped Emlen to the ground. He hadn?t heard her gasp?but by God, that scream would haunt him for the rest of his immortal life.


Memories, or a dream?he wasn?t sure which?had washed over him.

?What?re you thinking about, Nova???

?You?? The girl said softly, looking up at him.

?That?s what you say every time, but there?s more to it than that, isn?t there??

??? Nova stayed quiet for only a moment before opening her mouth to speak. ?We are broken up, and you still jumped in front of that sword for me?? The handler said, recollecting the events of just earlier that night. The two were in battle, had just fought with one another, and in the end, Emlen still put his own comfort, his own chest on the line for the woman, it haunted her, it flattered her, it haunted her that she was so flattered.

?Well, I wouldn?t want to be disgraced as your weapon.? His words would be followed up by her hand smacking across the back of his head.

?That?s not funny!?

?Broken up or not, I?m still your weapon, Nova?? Emlen said. ?You don?t have to like it, but it?s there? And bonded or not, I love you??

Novia's eyes trailed downward, she fought back tears. She didn't want to say it, but she had to... ??I love you, too.?

Emlen scoffed, ?Don?t sound too excited about it.?

??Do you always have to make jokes??

?It?s what I do.?


When oxygen finally made it to his brain, the boy?s eyes opened. Groggily, he groped the ground and shoved himself up from the cobblestone. ??the hell?? Recollection wasn?t coming to him, not until he glanced over and caught the sight of her broken body staining the cobblestone. ?Nova??? Those eyes grew wider, bluer, truer? ?NOVIA!? His legs weren?t agreeing with him, which left him crawling to her on the ground. Her shoulders were lifted and brought to rest against him. ?No, no, no?? Denying the situation. ?No, Nova? We came this far, you can?t do this?? The boy whispered. ?C?mon?? Staring at her for a moment, because he?d been waiting for her to open her eyes and begin to laugh it all off like it had all been some sick joke? It wasn?t. Her eyelids weren?t parting and he was alone? ?No, come on? COME ON!?

As the wheels of his mind began to turn, he shook his head. ?No, no? Caia could do this thing? With her hands? She could take wounds. I?m older, I can do it too. I have to be able to do it, too? I have to?? His hands moved to press against the gaping hole in her abdomen. The bastard had let her suffer and left him to sleep? ?Come on? I have to? I? Nova? Nova, come on?? The boy rambled insanity coupled with grief as he went on. When his hands didn?t work, he let them drop to the side and sniffled softly. His fist slammed into the ground over and over, and he screamed out. ?IDIOT! Why did you let him? How could you just give yourself to him!? Nova? God damn it, Nova!? His voice was breaking, he was breaking. Despite the blood and broken knuckles, the boy still punched the hell out of that ground, and soon, while the boy hollered and yelped, his bones repaired, his flesh sewed itself back together. ?WAKE THE F-CK UP!? Emlen cried.

There he was, screaming at his dead lover for saving his life. What life was it now, though? What had he left? Fingers moved through her hair, caressing the soft tresses, brushing them from her face and soon moving to grab the back of her neck in a gentle embrace. The other hand would scoop up beneath her thighs, he pulled her onto his lap with every intention of taking her body back to the village? He couldn?t get past the holding her, couldn?t bring himself to his feet. Broken, and empty, he stared down at that wound. That sticky, red, fleshy symbolism of death that would haunt him forever, it was a deep and fatal gash, which may as well have made its home in his heart. ?Novia?? The boy whispered, one last attempt at stirring the forever-sleeping beauty.

She always told him he was a man and behind all that sarcasm, a beast lay? Now on the broken battlefield, he wept. The beast cried, too.




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