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paixaorpg2006-06-07 12:23 am
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[COMPLETED]
Character(s): Luc, Yuzuriha, Chris, and anyone else who wants to get involved?
Content: Sneak out, only to realize a minor but important detail.
Setting: Morem o Lisboa
Time: Sunday2, Morning(Dawn)
Warnings: noothing yet.
Evening actually did come despite the strange ambience this place gave the ageless wind mage. The room was silent for the most part as the other occupants of the room appeared to have had little trouble falling asleep. He did feel a little envious of that in a way. He almost couldn’t remember when he last had a good night’s rest. But... that was his fault anyway.
The silence was something Luc appreciated at the moment at least. It gave him time to think for himself and the situation. Following the silver ‘journal’ as well, he did learn a few things on his own. Just as Yuzuriha had said, this was a place called ‘Paixao’. It was definitely not his world, and it still made no sense to him on how he got there or why he was even there, unscathed... alive.
As dawn came, it at least helped him accept that he was very much breathing. Night and day would probably not exist to those who defied gods. Such luxury in hell would be unforgivable.
Finally pushing himself off the chair he had dragged by the window of their quarters , he paced silently across the room and left Yuzuriha and Inuki behind. He managed to walk all the way down and out of Morem o Lisboa before coming to a halt a few meters away from the entrance of the inn. He realized... he had no idea where he was going.
“........” Luc ran a gloved hand through his hair, sighing as he looked around. “I guess I should wait for Yuzuriha after all...”
Content: Sneak out, only to realize a minor but important detail.
Setting: Morem o Lisboa
Time: Sunday2, Morning(Dawn)
Warnings: noothing yet.
Evening actually did come despite the strange ambience this place gave the ageless wind mage. The room was silent for the most part as the other occupants of the room appeared to have had little trouble falling asleep. He did feel a little envious of that in a way. He almost couldn’t remember when he last had a good night’s rest. But... that was his fault anyway.
The silence was something Luc appreciated at the moment at least. It gave him time to think for himself and the situation. Following the silver ‘journal’ as well, he did learn a few things on his own. Just as Yuzuriha had said, this was a place called ‘Paixao’. It was definitely not his world, and it still made no sense to him on how he got there or why he was even there, unscathed... alive.
As dawn came, it at least helped him accept that he was very much breathing. Night and day would probably not exist to those who defied gods. Such luxury in hell would be unforgivable.
Finally pushing himself off the chair he had dragged by the window of their quarters , he paced silently across the room and left Yuzuriha and Inuki behind. He managed to walk all the way down and out of Morem o Lisboa before coming to a halt a few meters away from the entrance of the inn. He realized... he had no idea where he was going.
“........” Luc ran a gloved hand through his hair, sighing as he looked around. “I guess I should wait for Yuzuriha after all...”
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"Impossible."
Several thoughts raced through Chris' head, along with a mountain of questions. She didn't actually see him die in the ruins, but what were the chances of him surviving through their collapse? She stared at him for a couple of minutes, but it seemed like so much longer.
Wanting to get to the bottom of this, the Zexen Knight cautiously made her way to where Luc was standing, making sure to keep a hand on Ervich's hilt at all times.
"You... what in Saint Loa's name are you doing here?"