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Distant Glance; New World Arc #1
Topic Started: Aug 30 2014, 05:21 AM (181 Views)
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Raindrops kept falling on his head for a while now and though the wind blew cold and harsh against his skin, Gryffin did not move. He did not even twitch or flinch. He simply sat still on that hill. His eyes were cold and distant; far too distant for what an observer may see, for as he trained his sight over the horizon and the overcast sky, his heart was searching further than any light and vision his eyes could capture. He wanted his home, he wanted his time. But it had been quite a large shock when he had learned not too long ago that he was in neither of those. And his sense of security had left him astray, now sitting at the edge of a hill just outside of Dandelion Sector, woefully trying to will this nightmare to end.

But the sky would not let up and he knew his wish would not be heard, let alone be considered a wish or a prayer by any god. He was long gone from the Fiore he knew and the crumpled, disarrayed, torn pages of a newspaper lay in pieces on the ground next to him. A gust had blown bits into the air and his eyes caught sight of the wet letter marks on the paper– the date of the publication– almost seventy years into the past. Here, the wars did not exist; his home was not built; and he, himself, was alien entity in a land that so young that it almost seemed it was not Fiore.

Though he spared a glance over to the back and saw Dandelion Sector’s walls. It wasn’t as ruined as it should be, but his cold and almost lifeless gaze could tell that it was the same Dandelion Sector of his time. A melting pot of the illegals and the syndicates. And it was just last night that he and his commanding officer, the Lord Knight Garius had watched over the ruined walls before they would take action to pursue the cults into the city.

But who would have thought that in less than a day, he would end up in the same spot, staring at the walls, only seventy years earlier. And he clenched his fist as he stood and let out a frustrated bellow that echoed through the hill.

Still, life would have to move on and he wasn’t one to simply give up and let his fate be decided. I’ll find my way back, he thought as he then summoned his courage and strength to enter the city’s folds and there, searched for a way to be of use and survive. Most importantly, the currency of his time was useless in this time, so he would have to find a means to obtain the necessary resources to live on his own. And though his mind was filled with thoughts of justice and the ideals of the knights, he also knew that those were petty words and closer to lies than truths. Corrupt servicemen survived longer and even in his time, they ruled. So if he was to survive, he would have to find his own means of justice, and to do so, he would have to look at society’s scum with a more objective sense, yet cynical view.

Thus, as he wandered in the dark alleys of the fourth district of Dandelion Sector, he was surrounded by a group of dark clothed men and leather vests and hooded faces. Like a prey, he knew they would attack him without hesitation, and like a pup, he they would eventually make him their own.

“Are you lost, boy?” one of them said.

“Yes,” he answered, not wanting to delay the inevitable. “Are you?”

“We all are,” the man said with a snicker, followed by a hushed chuckle of the others. “But that is only natural, so we stick together to survive. Don’t we, boy?”

“Is it”

“Aye, because even this world is lost.”

And Gryffin readied his hand by the hilt of his sword as he was pushed to the wall and the others grew closer. He knew there was no shortcut, but he knew he had to accept the inevitable. A little initiation or the sort.

“Close you eyes, boy. It’ll hurt less and you won’t feel lost anymore.” the man gave a toothy grin as the first punch was pulled.
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MAGE-PRIVILEGED GUILD SCUM

You may not be in two personal arcs with the same character at the same time.
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