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Post by Aiden Chepi on Sept 5, 2007 19:31:25 GMT -5
He sighed thoughtfully. " Ha. Yeah... Sometimes, I think traditions are troublesome... Have you lived in Genoa all your life, Khast?" His fingers traced over the letters that spelled 'Tsorin'. Khai looked at the large figure. "What was it like being a child for you Khast? If I may ask." He smiled slightly.
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Post by Aaron Williams on Sept 5, 2007 19:40:04 GMT -5
Khast laughed heartily, "It was torture". As the giant spoke he studied each weapon, seeming to measure their strengths and weaknesses. "Yes, my brother and I grew up in Genoa. We never got along though, he was always so brash and violent. If he wasn't beating me up, he was pissing someone else off who would come around and take it out on me instead of him". Khast paused over one sword, tracing it's outline with his finger tip. "I suppose that's really how I got in the knights in the first place. I wanted to follow my big brother, make sure he never got into too much trouble". Khast turned back to Khai, smiling slightly, "I suppose thats a horrible reason to join the knights, eh? To protect someone who always kicked your ass for fun..."
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Post by Aiden Chepi on Sept 5, 2007 20:02:32 GMT -5
" Hm. No, not really" He laughed. " You still care about the guy, right? Ha. Only reason I'm in here is fear of my dead tribes people coming out to kill me for not following tradition. Hahaha." He trailed off. Khai looked over at the blade Khast was studying. He smiled wide. " That blade nearly killed me to make." He laughed at his horrible pun, " But it won me victory in one of the most challenging Sword's Play Contest.." He sighed in happy memories. " I was probably about 17... And The elders helped make it." He nodded. Watching the memory roll past like a silent film. He looked over at Khast.
"When you live in a desert. Family is all you've got out there. None of this high tech stuff..." He looked around his office, which wasn't really filled with the gadgets of the new age that most had. But he meant the things that the city had and it's inhabitants.
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Post by Aaron Williams on Sept 5, 2007 20:27:11 GMT -5
Khast nodded in agreement, "yes, the same could be said for growing up in the slums of Lower Genoa. The greatest time of my childhood was when we got running water....". He listened as Khai described the blade set before him, "Hah, really now? I'm not too much of a sword man myself. The only reason I know what I do is because my brother was obsessed with them. He was always drawing up plans and schematics, trying to design the 'perfect weapon'. He finally gave that up though. If there was one thing that he got from me, it was that no matter how strong a blade, it can always break. The best weapon a man can have is his own body".
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Post by Aiden Chepi on Sept 5, 2007 20:56:12 GMT -5
Khai smirked. " Weapons made from man's body can never break. Since it is apart of them." He playfully punched Khast in the chest, " Although you are ultimately right, my friend." He laughed. " ..So where are the others...?"
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Post by Aaron Williams on Sept 5, 2007 21:13:02 GMT -5
Khast nodded, though he really did not understand Khai's humor, "Yes, if a man's body breaks then he cannot fight on. When one eliminates the factor of a tool, there is nothing else to be dependent on". He looked around thoughtfully, "Who? You mean Sarai and the shark? As far as I know she's returned to hunting him..."
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Post by priestwarrior on Sept 6, 2007 14:58:54 GMT -5
"Sure and I remember the lad. Asked for clothes - the ones he had weren't becoming, that they weren't. He went into the next shop when he left. No, I didn't see him after that." "Oh, that kid. Yeah, he was in here looking for clothes. I sent him away. He went off down the road. Didn't see him again." "Ha! Him. Yes, I remember. Asking for charity, the gall, though the Kastell knows he needed it. He went that way."
At least the kid hadn't taken much trouble covering his tracks, thought Vertigo, but did he have to have entered every shop between here and the docks?
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Post by priestwarrior on Sept 6, 2007 16:48:40 GMT -5
Vertigo walked out of Mathilde's enlightened and more than a little bit dazed. "So, um, Rat's Nest," he muttered, frowning. "I wonder why that comment about my shoulders..." He shook his head rapidly. "Now where are the the others?" As he walked off to find them, his eyes glazed over, and a small smile crept onto his face. "Blast it!" he snarled, shaking his head again. "Now is not the time!" He started to run.
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Post by Sarai Heber on Sept 6, 2007 18:54:44 GMT -5
Sarai had only managed to interrogate a few kids before she got thoroughly annoyed and had to take a break. Oh, how she hated kids. There were so obnoxious and repetitive...not to mention filthy and odorous. Instead of stretching her patience and chancing an accidental pain infliction, she headed back to the barracks and headed towards the voices.
"You mean Sarai and the shark? As far as I know she's returned to hunting him..."
"I wouldn't quite say that, Khast," she said, leaning in the doorway. "I was feeling rather generous and cut him a break."
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Post by Aaron Williams on Sept 6, 2007 22:10:25 GMT -5
Khast laughed heartily, as the small lady smiled at him. "Oh really now? It's not like you to release your...companions so early!" Khast had always had a knack for deciphering womens emotions, and though emotions were Sarai's specialy, she was no exeption. "You look stressed...why don't we all go down to The Rider's Inn for a drink?"
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Post by Aiden Chepi on Sept 6, 2007 22:16:54 GMT -5
Khai clapped his hands together far infront of him. " I am soo down with that, Khast." He stretched his arms behind his back. Then walked through the door, clicking his tongue at Sarai in a joking matter. Then he flinched instinctively, luaghing. And hurried out the door.
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Post by Sarai Heber on Sept 7, 2007 16:44:27 GMT -5
Sarai kicked the back of Khai's leg before following him. "Just because I let Zambi off the hook does not necessarily mean that I'll do the same for you," she said, though she had the slightest hint of a smile. Her eyebrows raised a bit as she turned to look at Khast. "So why aren't you flinching away from me? Besides the whole deciphering of emotions trick because my stress can easily turn to anger and I most always take that anger out on innocents."
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Post by Aaron Williams on Sept 7, 2007 22:48:53 GMT -5
Khast shrugged as he hulked beside Sarai. He spoke, but without looking to the girl, "Because I know what it's like to be scared of".
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Post by Sarai Heber on Sept 8, 2007 22:01:12 GMT -5
Sarai frowned a bit and looked over at him. "Oh?" she asked, interested. "Do you know what it's like the other way around as well? To be the target of everyone you 'love'?" She had never even so much as given a clue to her past so why was she starting now? Perhaps the stress was getting to her...
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Post by Aaron Williams on Sept 8, 2007 22:12:44 GMT -5
The brash tone Sarai took caught Khast totally off guard. He looked over at her for a moment, then turned back to the road before him. It was a few moments before he spoke again. "I know what it is like to have your loved ones turn against you because of what you believe. I know the pain felt when what remains of your family curses you for being alive". It's not that Khast was secretive about his past; he was in fact, quite open about it. He simply had never told anyone because no one had bothered to ask.
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