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| Topic Started: Sep 13 2014, 12:12 AM (99 Views) | |
| Madge | Sep 13 2014, 12:12 AM Post #1 |
The Dragon of Grimiore Heart
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Torao was sitting on the roof of a random building, legs sprawled out and hung over the sides of the walls. His sword was sheathed and rested against Torao's right thy. Torao's eyes were quite low as he surveyed the many buildings down below. The sun was pretty much diminished by the smog that clouded the city. The swordsman had a scowl on his face as he watched the citizens go about their daily life. Everything seemed so boring, so typical. As the gravity magician reflected on his many philosophies and beliefs, he couldn't help but grow frustrated by the way people were treating themselves. It was all too reminiscent of the time when Torao himself was just a simple child, dirty and helpless. The idea of not being strong enough probably pissed him off the most. He couldn't stand not being able to do anything for his future. "How disgusting.." He muttered, noticing his child like self in most of those who dared to walk the streets. Shady dealings were also quite common as he continued to play the role of spectator. People were hiding behind their wealth, buying weaponry to make up for their lack of strength. They treated each other with little remorse, often doing whatever suited them. Shaking his head, his child like innocence would shine brightly through his green eyes. They seemed to pierce through the smog, only revealing a pair of bright emerald eyes. The eyes were mischievous, playful, but also chaotic. The swordsman was ready to start some trouble, if not for the expense of those dragging the city down, then for his own amusement. Gripping his sword, he would slowly reveal the slender blade of Iie, observing the blade with his left hand as he slowly and carefully ran his fingers down the blade. He would soon start to bow his head. His eyes quickly shut, and he would start to move to an imaginary beat. It was as if he was being consumed from his own power. Torao was in the moment, nothing else mattered but the present. Throwing the sheath to his back, he would jump to the lower roof, sword gripped tightly by his right hand. He held the sword out by his side, landing with a loud thud. His left hand moved to stabilize the fall, head once again bowed. As he lifted his head, he would again jump. Some of the citizens had stopped their interactions amongst each other and were now captivated by the actions of Torao. He flipped and fell with such grace, that some could have mistaken him to be feline. His hair swayed with the wind as he continued to fall, only revealing two shut eyes. It wasn't until his final jump that he would actually open his eyes. Turning to stare at the men around him, he would stand slowly. He brought his blade to his waist, left hand moving to the hilt as well. He lifted the blade to his eyes, tilted and low to the ground. Much to the surprise of the innocent civilians, figures would appear from the shadows. They bore odd markings, wielded strange weaponry and seemed to find the intrusion quite distasteful. They were in fact members of a local gang who apparently ran the streets within the shadows. "This is our territory punk.. I don't know how you caught sight of us.. but you'll pay for intruding upon our business here..." Torau remained silent, his green eyes piercing through the soul of their acting leader, taunting the men as he spat towards the goon. |
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| Rei-chan | Sep 13 2014, 05:04 PM Post #2 |
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Rei was walking through the busy city, stopping to look at the couple of shops that lined the road. Suddenly, she heard a comotion behind her. Turning to where some people where pointing, she spotted a young man around her age falling off a roof. No, not falling, jumping. He had a sword in his hand. "He must be insane." Rei thought. But then, the boy gracefully landed on the ground and opened his eyes. He readyed the sword in his hand. And then Rei noticed them. Men with strange markings, closeing in on the boy. They said something that Rei missed and then attacked the boy. She stayed to the shadows with her sword, Avenger, ready. If the battle got to bloody, she would step in, |
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