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Post by RayanStiger on Jan 31, 2004 22:00:41 GMT -5
Rayan trudged wearily down the main street of the desert city of Dathomir. Sweat beads were forming on his forehead and were channeling down his back in a stream. Rayan was searching for the city market. He hadn’t found it yet, but he kept looking.
Rayan had just flown in on his airship from Puralgatha after the sabotage incident, as well as his less-than-cordial meeting with the City Council (see the thread I’m making @ Puralgatha to clear things up). He had come here to buy the supplies he needed to supply his clan. But Rayan wasn’t sure that this was the way to do it…
Bah, this is nuts! Rayan thought, giving up. He walked inside the nearest building and sat down, not noting what kind of building it was. Rayan only cared about getting out of the heat…
I can’t believe I can’t find the stupid market! Where the heck could it be?
Rayan turned and looked out the window he was sitting next to. To his great annoyance, what he saw out there was none other than…
The market. Of course. Gah, I’ll get there soon enough… Rayan thought. He would wait to cool off some first before going back outside to face the heat for the sake of buying healing potions and weaponry. Rayan plopped his head down on the table and dozed off. He was still tired from his experience with Renia.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......Azn chicks are hot… zzzzzzzzzzzzzz…
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Anastasia
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Post by Anastasia on Jan 31, 2004 22:19:43 GMT -5
Anastasia was riding Aurora through a dismal desert,she was tired, she was hot, hungry and thirsty. "This is crazy" she said to herself, then almost out of nowhere she saw a town, she rode up to it and was surprised that it wansn't another mirage. "Market, motel, somewhere i can cool off "she mumbled. She saw a man sleeping outside of a store, he looked harmless, but she still knew she had to approach with caution. She rode up to the man, and placing her hand in a ready stance called down to him "hey, can you help me?"
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Post by RayanStiger on Jan 31, 2004 22:39:02 GMT -5
“GAH!” Rayan jumped up with a start and whirled around. Before him was a pretty but somewhat rugged looking girl that he had never seen before.
“Hey…You’re not asian! What are you doing in this dream?” Rayan said to her, cunfuzzled. “Oh wait…I’m not asleep anymore because you woke me up…So, whattdya want? Can’t you see I’m tired?” Rayan said, a little unhappy that she had interrupted his pleasant dreams. He looked her over and sighed.
“……..I’m sorry…I shouldn’t be yelling…” he said with a somewhat sad look in his eye. “Is there anything I can do to help you…miss?”
(pst try to not make things all in one paragraph. Also, try to do a little more descriptions so it's easier to understand what you are trying to say.)
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Anastasia
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Post by Anastasia on Jan 31, 2004 23:22:51 GMT -5
"Shadow Wolf" she coldly shot back at him, the heat was really starting to make her short tempered
"I wanted to know if you could help me, Im new here, I wanted to know where I could find some shelter. and No im not Asian. Thanks for noticing, it usually takes people longer then that." she added sarcastically
"I'm sorry to have woken you up, but I'm sure you will be able to drift right back when I leave and power to you." she knew it wasn't a very kind thing to say, but she needed to vent, and she didn't really care.
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Post by RayanStiger on Jan 31, 2004 23:55:33 GMT -5
(better. But your last line didn't make much sense...try to make things as clear as possible, okay? Improved, though.)
Rayan’s eyes shrunk to tiny little dots and a massive sweat drop formed on the back of his head. Geez she’s really friendly… Rayan thought, backing off a step or two from the fired up girl. I don’t know which is worse…facing off against that dark elf, Renia, or putting up with a very furious chick I’ve never met before…
“Um…well, miss…Shadow Wolf…I suppose…maybe I could…um, would you like for me to pay for you to stay at a hotel for a night?” Rayan said nervously. He was shaky; he feared and respected this furious woman.
NEVER piss off a girl… Rayan thought to himself. They get quite the violent tendencies…And…besides…girls have no guilt in…robbing men of their valuables when they get really mad…
Rayan sweat dropped again.
Oh Lord, save me…Cuz she’s mad, and I’m gonna die…
Rayan looked at her het up face. He found it slightly amusing that she was so red.
“So, miss…may I have the honor and privilege of escorting you to the nearest hotel?” Rayan said, hoping to win her favor, and possibly even make her CALM DOWN. “…Or do you want to scratch that idea and just go some place else? Whatever you desire is good!” Rayan said, sublimely believing that ‘women were always right’ and ‘if you try to argue with a woman, your ass is gonna hurt.’
Sheez…This isn’t a dream, but she’s sure a nightmare! Rayan thought as he tried to force out a (slightly cheesy) smile.
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Post by FlamingMoogles on Feb 1, 2004 14:05:54 GMT -5
((dp said ass!!! wow!))
Matt trudged through the heat. Wiping the sweat off his brow.
That guy back there said someone who looked like Ray came down here. He better be or that guy is going to be dead....
He suddenly spotted his old friend from Ria.
Hehehe...his back is too me! And who is that girl with him??
Matt silently picked up a rock and threw it straight at Rayan's head. Striking him square in the back of the head. He snickered and then waited to see if his friend would recognize him.
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Post by RayanStiger on Feb 2, 2004 18:07:44 GMT -5
Smack!
“Oh SHEE-!!” Rayan yelled as he took Matt’s rock right in the back of the head. He spiraled around dramatically, and stumbled into a wall. Rayan fell back and sprawled on the ground dizzily.
“Ow…that hurt…” Rayan said as his eyes swirled around in circles. “Screw you…”
Groaning in pain (more than he needed to, mind you), Rayan reached out his hand and groped about blindly for something he could grab on to. When he finally felt something, Rayan gripped it tightly and pulled himself up. When his eyes were finally back in focus, Rayan looked down to see what it was he had grabbed to lift himself off of the ground.
“Oh uber-crap…” Rayan said as he saw that it was the girl’s hand. “Um, oops?” he said clumsily, faintly hoping that Anastasia wouldn’t hurt him too badly. Rayan looked over with gleaming eyes towards the man that had thrown the rock at him.
“Hey, mind your aim!” Rayan shouted, pretending to be somewhat angry. “You coulda given me a BIGGER knot on my head!” Rayan said, gently rubbing the large bulge in the back of his head. “You better hope my insurance covers that! Ooooh wait…Who the heck are you, anyway?”
Rayan stepped forwards and examined the man closely. It was the same dark brown hair; the same blue eyes; the same smirk on his face. Could it truly be that he had resurfaced from the hold of death to the land of the living?
MATT?! Rayan thought suddenly, his eyes growing bigger in disbelief. No, I must be dreaming again…That can’t possibly be…Mattus…Darkstryder…
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Post by FlamingMoogles on Feb 2, 2004 18:16:24 GMT -5
Matt laughed as Rayan did his little....ditzy stunt. He then watched as Rayan got up and waited to see what he did. As he asked who he was he simply grinned his awkward smile and made his hand into the shape of a gun and pointed it towards Rayan.
"Bang!"
He then sat there....in an awkward silence not really knowing what to do.
Well...I thought the hand thing was cool...
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Post by RayanStiger on Feb 2, 2004 18:28:48 GMT -5
Rayan blinked twice and stared as Matt ‘shot’ him with his hand.
Well, he’s as good at acting like an idiot as Matt was… Rayan thought as he watched Matt awkwardly. Maybe he’s just some random moron that hit his head really hard and stole Matt’s appearance or something……or maybe I’m marooned on an old episode of ‘Star Trek’…Oh geez that would be bad…
Rayan looked over Matt a second time. His clothes are different than Matt’s… Rayan thought, looking at the spiffy black vest and red bandanna he was wearing. Matt always dressed…more…professionally…like the other mercenaries from the place he graduated from…
After a few moments more, Rayan forced himself to ask the question that was bubbling over in his sizzling hot mind.
“…Do I…know you from somewhere…before?” Rayan asked, not really believing his own thoughts at the moment. “You…remind me of…an old friend of mine. …But…no…you couldn’t be…” Rayan said decidedly as he began to turn around and walk the other way slowly.
“…I was so hoping…that you were my friend…but, it’s foolishness to take hold of vain hope…” Rayan said, looking at the ground as he shuffled his feet across the floor. Rayan didn’t know what to say…it was like torture, going back and seeing someone he’d never really meet again. Or so that was what he assumed was happening…
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Post by FlamingMoogles on Feb 2, 2004 19:14:05 GMT -5
Matt smiled and simply pulled out his gunblade and spun the barrell. He then did a sweeping action with it while spinning it around stylishly. He then held it so that Rayan could see.
"Hey man....no one carries bullets for this baby. But...I thought maybe you could make me some!"
He was still being misleading...but that was only because Rayan was just about the biggest idiot in the world. So Matt decided not to mention his name until Rayan figured it out.
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Post by RayanStiger on Feb 2, 2004 19:29:46 GMT -5
Rayan’s face froze as his eye caught a glimpse of the trademark of the infinitely famous mercenary. It was him…Rayan could hardly believe it. Half of him didn’t believe it. But it was true. There could be no denying that this was indeed his friend of old.
“This…isn’t-!” Rayan stuttered, as he stared at the gunblade’s fine, shiny steel. “You…how…?! I…MATT!? HOW?” Rayan said in utter astonishment. “I thought I’d NEVER see you again! I thought…”
Rayan trailed off for a moment as he became a bit somber, remembering his past emotions. “I thought…you were dead, Matt. Aran killed you. They told me…that…you were gone…”
Rayan stood there silent, staring at Matt’s beautifully polished (but slightly damaged) gunblade. It was all so sudden. Many a day had gone by when Rayan had turned his thoughts back to his old friend. How could Matt have returned? And how did he know where to look for Rayan? And how could he have made it Fyia in the first place?
“…I’m sorry, Matt…I shouldn’t get so…darn emotional right now…” he said, walking up to his old friend. “I can make bullets for that gunblade of yours, buddy. I’ll even fix it up a bit. It looks like it took a dent or two.”
Rayan reached out and grabbed the hilt of Matt’s spiffed-out gunblade, brushing his hand across the flat side of the blade. His eyes dazzled as he beheld the majestic piece of weaponry. In his heart sparkled a small desire to have his own gunblade. Rayan always had admired Matt, and everything about him, especially his weapon. Rayan momentarily forgot about what he had just said and just absorbed himself with Matt’s weapon, as his thoughts drifted far beyond the outer rim of space…
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Post by FlamingMoogles on Feb 2, 2004 19:33:06 GMT -5
Matt sat there saying nothing looking dumbfounded as Rayan greedily snatched his prized position from his fingers. He suddenly scowled.
"No hug! What is this! I thought you were my best friend!"
Matt folded his arms and looked the other way snickering so that Rayan would not see him smiling. He brushed his hair out of his eyes.
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Post by RayanStiger on Feb 2, 2004 19:46:12 GMT -5
Rayan looked up when Matt mentioned that he had forgotten to give him a hug. His eyes shrunk as he looked back at his gunblade. Gently placing the gunblade on the ground to make sure it wouldn’t take any damage, Rayan flew over and threw his arms around Matt.
“BUDDY!” he yelled happily, a lone tear of joy falling from his eye. Rayan squeezed Matt with all his passionate affection and emotion, the same way he did when he got into his sentimental moods.
“I’m sorry! I had thought about giving you a hug, but I thought you’d think I was creepy or something!” Rayan said, half sobbing, half laughing. He continued to embrace his old best friend, even though Matt had probably had enough ten seconds ago.
Sheez I’m a mess… Rayan thought as he felt his brain clog and his eyes water. Somebody dose me off with a hose…
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Post by FlamingMoogles on Feb 2, 2004 19:51:39 GMT -5
Matt warily pried Rayans arm's of him. Sweatdrop. Vein popping thing on head! (mehehe...i love those things)
Im a freaking idiot....why did I even bring that up. I was just joking...but still...
"Uh...dude....your crying. Wow...you really got soft on me.....its that girl isn't it. She has influences on you..."
Matt shivered and then looked has his precious gunblade lying in the dirt. His eyes popped out of his head.
"How could you!! My baby!!!"
Matt went over and picked it up. Cradling it in his arms and brushing it off.
"I'm sorry baby....mean Rayan will never do that again. If he does i will allow you to taste his blood! Ok!! I'm so sorry!"
Matt was on the verge of tears. He wiped his eyes and stood up handing the gunblade warily to Rayan.
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Post by RayanStiger on Feb 2, 2004 20:09:10 GMT -5
Rayan’s eyes stopped flowing tears the moment Matt mentioned…her…
“......................................”
Rayan silently took careful hold on Matt’s gunblade (taking little notice of how much Matt was offended by him laying his blade on the ground) and held it in front of him delicately with both hands. His mind was on other things at the moment, though. His head began to pound and he felt sick in his stomach all of a sudden.
“.........Things have changed, Matt. For me, nothing remains as it was.” Rayan tilted his head up and gazed into the hazy sky. Thoughts of his previous days in life fluttered before him. He saw the image of her gorgeous form float on the clouds, and then vanish as he snapped out of his dream.
“............Life holds nothing for me now. Nothing but vain hopes of happiness. I don’t know what I’m living for anymore. I hold…no purpose” Rayan said, turning back to Matt solemnly. Purpose. What did that word mean? Could there be a reason for this seemingly meaningless life? Was there a reason for life in the universe? Did his existence hold more meaning than simply making it though another day?
“…….Come on, Matt. Let’s go. I need to fix up this wonderful weapon of yours. My rental grounds shouldn’t be to far from here…I’m renting out a strip of land here, you know, for…purposes…” Rayan trailed off, not exactly sure how to explain his recent experiences to Matt, or if he even should. By this time, Rayan had completely forgotten about the crazy woman that had been yelling at him earlier. =^.^=
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