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| Hlfranklin | Apr 16 2006, 07:38 PM Post #61 |
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| sora1233 | Apr 16 2006, 11:51 PM Post #62 |
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ok uh this isn't Sci-fiish but I hope you like it Crying Crimson, crimson tears, bloody wrists uh I wouldn't read this if ur got a problem with stories with deatrh in them it's a kingdom Hearts story als but Angst/ tragedy -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- She slammed down the picture frame that held such sorrowful memories, in the process cracking the fragile glass. The forever frozen smiles of her friends still lay intact. She groaned at her own pity of her life. The auburn haired teen brushed her long hair behind her ears and pulled a black sweater over her head. She winced from the pain that occurred when the sleeve made contact with her scabbed wrists. For years now she had waited for him to return. But he never did. Frankly she just didn’t think he would anymore. Her faint footsteps left the room and down the stairs and then out into the foggy, still raining night. In a shuffle of noises she raised her ebony umbrella above her head and wiped a stray tear from her face without noticing. The wind harshly blew against her back and made her think cruel, bitter thoughts. Kairi made her way over to a lone swing that danced in the wind all by itself. She took a seat and vaguely smiled remembering her memories in this playground. An image of a small boy and girl swinging on these swings made her wince. She hated those happy moments. She abruptly stood and walked towards a pond to the left. She stepped a black boot in a puddle and the water splashed her baggy black jeans. Her reflection that stared back at her in the moonlit pond was hollow: a woman with mascara-tears sliding her pale face and eyes that seemed ruby red from pain. She scowled at herself and kicked a boot in the water to shatter the image. Her breathing became faster as she suppressed an angry scream. Raindrops made a sickening noise as they hit the umbrella and slid down; almost like hitting a corpse and then slicing down it. Kairi bit her lip and then walked on to pass the swings again; the place Sora had given Kairi her very first kiss. She groaned at the disgusting image of it. Looking down at her wrists she longed to see their crimson tears. She smiled at the promise of the silver kiss her razor gave. Reaching in her pocket she could feel its sharp edge. ‘Wait, Kairi. Just wait. Not now.’ She tried to tell herself, ‘We still have more things to see.’ She nodded as if really talking to someone then trudged on towards the boat dock where she could grab her boat and row over to the play island. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jumping off the entirely too small boat made her realize just how scared she was right then. Sand clung to her boots as she ran towards the secret spot, black mascara smearing her face horribly. She kicked the loosely hung vines and darted inside breathing heavy from the thought of what was going to happen next. Her hair was messy and wet, she looked truly horrible. Her life was truly horrible. Her heart beat at increasing speeds; it was so loud she could dance to the rhythm she heard in her ears. Teary eyes looked at the childish drawings and she screamed so loud that it could possibly slice through steel. But there was still that silver kiss… just sitting there in her pocket still promising to let her bleed her beautiful colors. She smiled and pulled it out, looking at it as if it were her best friend. She rolled up a sleeve and stared down at the many red lines across her wrist, there was even a heart carved there. ‘I want it to hurt this time… I want to feel again.” She bit her lip and thrust the sharp edge down on her. Kairi watched the garnet grow up from her veins as she carved a letter. A tear fell down and hit the wound which made the deep red slide down her arm. She winced at the sudden pain as the next letter was carved. ‘I’ll sign your name across my wrist so everyone will know who left me like this.” Blood hit her shoe and made a sickening sound. It rolled off the shoe and onto the sand making tiny clumps of the jewels. Kairi screamed as the pressed the next letter even harder into her arm. She smiled triumphantly as her arm turned into a fountain of crimson. Sorrow had driven her insane, and love had made her die. She stabbed the last letter in as deep as she could. She looked at all her blood in horror. ‘Too deep. It was too deep.” She screamed, ‘But I just want to die! So c’mon death, give me all you’ve got!’ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A woman in a yellow dress heard the cries of another woman, possibly a girl coming from a cave while walking on the island. She pondered over who would even go in there in dreaded the answer knowing that only her best friend would… If she was there alone… Selphie ran as fast as she could into the ‘secret place’. She could feel hot tears searing her face as she saw her best friend lying in her own messy blood. To her own relief, Kairi was still breathing. “Kai!” Selphie fell to her knees and looked at her friends, even paler, face, “Hold on! I’ll get you help!” “I tried to just be numb…” Kairi whispered faintly, gasping for breath, “All I did was bring more pain…” “Kai!” Kairi screamed out the words in a horrible raspy rage, “I WANT TO DIE!” Selphie sobbed, “Stop talking like that! Stay awake… I’ll get help…” With that the yellow dressed girl fled the room. The auburn haired woman’s eyes grew heavier and her gasping for air was steadily becoming a bit more evened out… although the air she took was fewer each time. She watched the bleak shadows dance at the top of the caved walls. ‘I’m not broken.’ Kairi told herself as she closed her eyes and drifted asleep. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A throbbing in the woman’s head made her awake. She felt cold, oh so terribly cold. She let her head fall to the left to examine her work from last night. Crimson tears still were flowing, only at a slower speed. ‘I’m finally numb. I’m free.’ She thought then grew confused as if thinking wasn’t a common task for her. Her memories were replaying in her mind and she stood up slowly. She walked toward the entrance. Her arm looked beautiful to her as traces of blood evened out so she could see the word ‘Sora’ written neatly in her skin. She looked up just in time as about six people rushed though the entrance and ran right past her. Suddenly she knew she wasn’t sleeping. Kairi turned and screamed but no-one could hear. There, in the middle of the cave, laid a girl with blood all around her, mainly on the left side; it leaked from her arm. Kairi screamed and ran up to the girl and shook her head. The girl’s poor innocent face was forever stilled and fresh, black tears from too much black makeup skidded down her face. It was her. Kairi was the girl lying on the ground… she was dead… She was dead… |
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| Hlfranklin | Apr 17 2006, 10:46 AM Post #63 |
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Wow, not bad not bad at all, it's good sora. |
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| sora1233 | Apr 17 2006, 01:22 PM Post #64 |
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thanks for the uhh good comment. |
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| Bob 121 | Apr 17 2006, 06:11 PM Post #65 |
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I'm not really a Kindom Hearts fan but the writing was really good. You did a good job with describing Kari's emotions through the environment as opposed to actually coming out and saying them. |
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| Specialist290 | Apr 17 2006, 08:50 PM Post #66 |
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Some interesting stories there, both of you. Kinda sad ending to that last one, but you seem to be a pretty good writer, sora. And Bob: Never stop entertaining us w/ your sci-fi stories
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| sora1233 | Apr 17 2006, 09:12 PM Post #67 |
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thanks, that was the effect I was hoping for. yeah and I agree with specialist. Keep entertaining us bob |
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| Hlfranklin | Apr 17 2006, 10:28 PM Post #68 |
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I say i would like both of you to entertain us.
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| sora1233 | Apr 17 2006, 11:06 PM Post #69 |
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==The Crimson Tide== ==A one-shot by Sora== ==Sora's POV== Don't underestimate what goes on behind closed doors... I decided to do it right after dinner. My parents would sit in the living room, turn the t.v. up loud, and relax. They wouldn't think twice about me going to my room. My mom would say, "Our little boy is doing his homework. I'm so proud!" Yah right...homework. I climbed the stairs slowly, taking in each step. My last steps. As I walked, I could feel the sharp kitchen knife in my pocket. Obviously I didn't hesitate to clear my place this time. Slipping the knife in was easy. As I reached my bedroom door, I glanced over to the window. It would be so much easier to just end it with a jump. I'd waste no time at all. It'd go by quick and painless. But pain was what I was looking for. I could hear laughter coming from downstairs. I surprised myself by smiling. Why was I smiling? Was it because I knew that they were happy and having fun? Or was I smiling because their joyous moment was at the same time as my end? That they'd be laughing, unaware that at the same time their "precious little son" was killing himself? I brushed those thoughts away as I brought my attention to my bedroom door. I pushed it gently, letting it creak as it opened. Take in every last sound. I walked in, slowly putting the knife on my dresser. I had almost forgotten to close the door, so I did so, locking it just to be safe. I went back to my dresser, picking up a picture, its frame smooth and cold. Take in every last touch. My most treasured picture. I had taken it that one Saturday morning by the beach. She was there, sitting on a colorful towel and talking with her friends. I took the picture at the exact moment she was laughing. Her smile...it's so intriguing. Her eyes...so blue and beautiful. Take in every last sight. Even her smile could keep me from doing this to myself, but I know that a smile from her would never be directed to me. I wonder if she knows I even exist? Kairi...I took one last look at the girl I never had...and never will. No time to wait, I must do it now. I grabbed the knife off of my dresser. Funny, I thought. Just a month ago I had no idea that the knife I was using to cut my steak for dinner would be the same knife I'd kill myself with. I don't know when I exactly decided to die this way. I cradled the knife in my right hand. I brought the blade close to my left wrist. It felt cool against my skin. At that moment, I slowly glided the sharp death-maker across my wrist, allowing rivulets of blood to ooze out. The feeling wasn't what I had expected. It was...invigorating! I could see my veins pulsating. They seemed to be screaming "Why? Why?!" Why, you ask? Because my life isn't worth living. When no one loves you, you can't help but not love yourself. I cut another slice, this time into my right wrist. I let the crimson liquid run down my arm like a river of tears. But there'd be no crying here... Take in every last taste. The blood tingled my taste buds as it entered my mouth. It was warm, but it gave me a sense of revitalization. Suddenly, I heard a knocking on the door. My parents never bother me at this time, I thought. "Yes?" I said, trying to sound as sweet and innocent as possible. "May we come in?" I heard my mom ask. Her voice sounded...different. "Um, I'm kind of busy with...homework. Can we talk later?" I was getting a little nervous. "No, it can't. Please let us in." Now it was my dad's voice. They don't love me, they never did! At least not the true me. If they saw who I really was, they'd want nothing to do with me. "No!" I yelled, not caring what they said. They weren't coming in, and I wasn't coming out. Enough waiting, now is the time. "Now is the time." I said outloud. "What?! Sora, open this door!" My mom screamed. I heard my parents yell other things, but I wasn't listening. "Take me to my freedom..." I tightly gripped the knife's handle. I could hear pounding on my door. I raised the knife and brought it to my neck. It must all end here...I could feel the blade start to penetrate my skin, my unworthy skin. Suddenly everything was a blur. It happened so fast. When I finally came to, I opened my eyes and realized where I was. I frowned. I was not dead. I was lying in a hospital bed, with wraps around my wrists and neck. "NO!!" I shouted. "N-" I cut myself short. My throat hurt but just a little. Two nurses quickly ran in. They looked at me. I just stared at them, scowling. Then they walked out and brought in my parents. My mother was crying uncontrollably, while my father wasn't looking me straight in the eyes. "Why didn't you let me die?" I said in a harsh tone. They didn't answer me. My mom just cried even louder. "I would have only been hurting myself!" "That's not true!" My dad said, finally acting alive. He and my mom sat down in the chairs opposite my bed. "Can't you see how much pain your mother is in?" I ignored his response. I sat there silently, glancing at my bandaged wrists. I shifted my gaze to the small table to my right, where a bouquet of flowers stood in a vase. Next to it was a card. "Thanks for the flowers." I said rudely. "But they won't help." "Oh, but they're not from us." My father said, continuing to do all the talking. My mother had finally stopped crying, though she was just sitting there. "Well, who are they from?" I asked. I couldn't imagine anyone who cared. "See for yourself." My dad said. He took my mom, who hadn't made eye contact with me at all, and left the room. I wanted to see who sent them. I really did. But then again, it was probably all a joke. My parents wanted me to think it was from someone else, just to make me feel better. But what if it really is from someone else? I decided to see who the sender was. After all, it wouldn't hurt to look. I lifted the card, carefully grasping it, and examined its cover. It was a picture of a beach, with a sunset reflecting off its waters. Sitting in the sand were two people. It was...calming. I slowly opened the card, and read its contents: Thinking of you during the ups and downs. I hope that you will make a quick recovery. When you're feeling better, drop by my house. With love, Kairi My mouth nearly dropped to the floor. Kairi?! She...she actually cared about me. The girl that was so far from my grasp actually wants to see me?! I don't know why, but at that moment, I realized that I had indeed locked my door. Maybe my parents had a key I never knew about. Or maybe it was a miracle. My life was not meant to end at that moment. Maybe tomorrow, but not today. Even though I wasn't feeling any better physically, I wanted to see Kairi. But what would I do? What would I say? What would she say? "Oh, hi Sora. I'm a crackpot like you. Wanna kill ourselves together?" No, she wouldn't say that. She's too...perfect to kill herself. Too perfect to lay eyes on such a wretch like me. I slowly climbed out of bed. Good, I thought. Still wearing my own clothes, not those dirty, revealing hospital dresses. My attire consisted of blue jean shorts and a black T-shirt. The black shirt, upon close examination, still had blood on it, though it had dried up. I trudged over to the window. I hadn't even realized that it was dark out. I guess I wasn't out cold for long. Damn, Kairi will be asleep for sure by now. But how'd she find out about what happened so quickly? I guess news spread fast. I crossed my fingers, hoping that I was on the first floor. That way, I could jump out of the window and meet Kairi. If she's asleep I'll just wait by her door until morning. I looked out. Third floor. Plus the window was bolted shut. Hmph, figures they'd do that. I guess my only way out is the door. My parents will just command me to stay. They're probably afraid I'll try to do it again. And I just might. After all, Kairi could just be setting me up for a public humiliation. "You're a loser! I can't believe you'd think I'd go out with a freak like you!" The door handle was cold, just like the knife. I shuddered at that moment, which surprised myself. I opened the door to find the hallway almost completely empty. There were a few patients walking about, and my parents were standing a little ways off, talking to a doctor. I tried to creep out as silently as possible, but when I stepped onto the tile my shoes squeaked. All three adults looked up at me and quickly rushed to my side. "Honey." My mom said, the first thing she's said to me so far. "You need to stay in bed. You can walk around in the morning if you want to, but right now you need your rest. After all, it is 11:30." 11:30?! Kairi will be asleep for sure! Well, for Kairi, I'd wait an eternity. "Please, I need to see..." I trailed off. Why should I tell my parents who I was going to see? They'd probably just follow me there and babysit me. "Kairi?" My father asked, apparently remembering the name of the sender of the flowers and card. I looked down at my feet. "Yah. But I'll be fine! I just want to see her!" This time the doctor came into the conversation. "Sora, it would be better if you rested. You've...had a long day. And, we need to make sure you don't...uh, make sure you'll be okay." I glanced at my parents, both of them seemed uneasy. "Wait, you think I'm gonna hurt myself or Kairi?! I would never do that!" Sora thought for a moment then rephrased that. "I would never do that to Kairi! You believe me, right mom?" My mom quickly gazed at the ground. "Well, you see, doctors know what's best...and-" "No!" I yelled. "I can't believe this!" I needed to get out of there, and fast. The halls felt like they were starting to close on me. I pushed past the trio and ran as hard as I could. "Wait, Sora! Come back!" I heard my dad yell. I just kept on running and never looked back. ======================================================= I finally made it to Kairi's house. I knew exactly where it was, for I would walk by it everyday, hoping to spot a glimpse of Kairi. My parents will know where to find me, I thought. I guess I'll have to hide somewhere for the night and talk to Kairi tomorrow. I walked right on past her house, wishing I didn't have to leave it. I walked along the sandy beach, admiring the stars in the sky. I never really looked at them before. They've never seemed so bright. Suddenly, I heard a noise. I glance to my right and noticed a figure sitting alone on the shore. As I walked closer, the shadows revealed that it was Kairi! Kairi, awake at Midnight! I never would have guessed it. I could make out the sounds she was making. She was...crying? Well, I had wanted to talk to her, so this was my chance. "K-Kairi?" My voice made her jump as she realized I was standing there. She quickly wiped away her tears, standing up. "S-Sora! I...didn't expect you to be out of the hospital so early." "Well," I said truthfully, "I wanted to see you." Kairi looked up at me with those same beautiful eyes from the picture. Kairi glanced at my bandages. "Are you okay now?" "I'm fine." Okay, this is weird. She needs to spill it. "Kairi, you've never talked to me before or anything, so why now?" Kairi ran her fingers through her short, auburn hair. "Could we...sit down?" "Why not?" Even though I was sitting on sand and the tide was making my feet wet, I didn't even seem to care. I suddenly thought of the card she sent me. It reminded me of this moment right now: two people sitting on the beach, except the sun had set a long time ago. "Sora, well, you're unlike any other guy I've known." she said, avoiding my eyes, though I was trying desperately to look into hers. "Yah, you're right. I don't think anyone else on this island has tried to kill himself!" I joked. She didn't laugh. "Well, I-" I interrupted. "Wait, you just said you know me, but you don't know me! We've never spoken a word to each other until now!" "I know, I know!" Kairi said loudly. She grasped some sand in her hand, slowly letting each grain fall out. "I...I don't really know you, yet in a way I feel like I do. Sora, I've liked you for a very long time." My eyes grew wide with surprise, relief, and fear. "You? You like me? But I thought-" "I was too nervous to say anything." There was silence for a while. I cannot believe this is happening! Surely I must be dead, for this can't be real! "Kairi, I was nervous, too. I figured that you were too good for me. That you could never like me, even though I was-am in love with you." For the first time that night, Kairi stared intently into my eyes. "I-I was so upset when I heard what had happened. I thought that I would never get a chance to tell you how I felt, until now." I sighed. "Well, I'm sure you don't feel that way anymore. Yah, you really have a crush on a suicidal maniac!" "Well, when you put it that way..." Kairi trailed off then giggled. "No, but seriously, all the more reason that you need me." My voice softened to a whisper. "I need you..." Instead of later this evening when that moment was fast, this one seemed in slow motion. I found myself leaning in toward Kairi. I expected her to back away...but she didn't. I took one look at her rosy lips, and kissed them. My hand wrapped around her waist, her arm sliding around my neck. It was the best moment of my life. Suddenly, the invigoration I felt from cutting myself felt like nothing. Finally I released her, though I didn't want to. Death! Just a little while ago I was thinking about death! And I would have been missing out on...her. Kairi looked up at me, and smiled. That smile. And it was directed at me! "Just know, Sora, that I'm always here for you. You have so much of you life ahead of you. Don't waste it all away." Kairi said, crystal liquid forming in her eyes. "Don't cry. I'm gonna be okay. You...you made me realize that I am loved, that I am cared about!" I wiped away her few tears. "Remember, there'll be no crying here." I hadn't realized it at first, but in a single night I had been so close to death, the closest I've been to dying, yet at that moment, I'd never felt so alive. The thought of me never having you, I couldn't deal with that, so I cried. I figured that I should end my life, drowning in my own crimson tide. But because of you I was brought back before I even died. In the end our love was revealed, no longer can it hide. |
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| Bob 121 | Apr 18 2006, 08:57 PM Post #70 |
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For everyone: I might be on a hiatus for a while because school is starting to consume my time like a ravenous beast again. I'll still write on weekends and stuff but I'll be slower for a couple of weeks. Meanwhile Sora can take care of you.Sora: If you havn't already, you should create a FanFiction.Net account and post your stories there too. (You can get more feedback/reviews that way.) Linky |
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| sora1233 | Apr 18 2006, 09:20 PM Post #71 |
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na I won't post it on fanfiction, too many KH ones about death anyway I do have an account and I'm in the middle of a story and my beta still hasn't written back, well technically I haven't seen her for like 5 weeks |
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| sora1233 | Apr 18 2006, 09:24 PM Post #72 |
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I can write poems also but they really suck. and I can prove it that they suck The Sky is Falling A poem by Sora **************************************************************** Lanterns falling from the sky No more stars to grace the night The cloth of heaven, sky descends It marks a tide of death, the end Remember that one fateful night You were the sky; you were the light Same story all over, just one change: Time flowed on, apart we stayed Your memory draining years from me Bound to a frail possibility I can’t help that the only life I know Is to cling to a dream and never let go You never did fulfil your task Could it have been too much to ask? For now where’s the keyblade to save the day? What of the promise you once made? You are the sky and the sky is falling That’s why you can’t hear me calling The wind is howling as seawater churns All hope of reviving hope now burns The sky is falling just like then When I meet your eyes it will rise again yeah and the poems from kairi's POV |
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| FMA | Apr 19 2006, 06:24 PM Post #73 |
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@ bob: nice storys @ sora: also nice storys, and your poem is better than i could ever do. Both of you deserve 2
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| Specialist290 | Apr 19 2006, 10:10 PM Post #74 |
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I know that feeling all too well. Hope you can get that ravenous beast fed to its contention fairly quickly, Bob, or at least until it stops growling and chomping at your offerings and just sits there eying you
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| Bob 121 | Apr 19 2006, 10:24 PM Post #75 |
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Ok, had some free time after school today. Here's the beginnings of the first chapter. Don't really have a title yet. (Remember I'm trying to make a novel length thing.) Oh, and one other thing, I've decided to try to write the thing in First Person, a desicion which I know will come back to bite me in the ass but what can ya do
?Chapter 1: A single man cannot and will not stand alone against an enemy such as that of the Aprion Republic. Only through unity can we truly destroy the threat to our great nation. - High Councilor Gregor Steele I made my way up the worn marble steps of the inner Council Chambers towards the Great Hall. This is not the first time in my life that I have ventured through the ancient colonnades of the Erebian High Council Chambers; nevertheless, the building’s magnificence never seems to wear. I believe that that was the architect’s intent when building it, an ambition that was certainly sated. Upon reaching the polished golden doors, I enter one of the colonnade's main antechambers, and flash my identification at the guard, who promptly grants me access to the Council Chambers. The Councilors do not like to be kept waiting. It is extremely difficult to not stare at the intricate carvings that adorn the enormous domed room, despite my best efforts I realize that my mouth is open as I stare at the beautiful artwork that encompasses me. I’ve heard that the entire room is a means of catching its visitor’s off-guard, a way of giving the Council an edge; I’d have to say I agree. The Councilors are arranged in a semicircle while a solitary chair sits in the middle. Politicians are often extremely good at subjecting the psyche through the use of subliminal techniques; a tactic that they use on friend or foe regardless. I addressed the arranged Councilors before taking a seat on the chair. “Senior Judicator Ames Lier, the Council summoned me today.” Councilor Belthzen regarded me with a nod, as did several other Councilors. Finally, after a second of silence, Councilor Arden rose from his seat. “Judicator Lier, as you know, our war against the Aprion dogs has run into a problem. The speed and efficiency of the enemy’s response to our attack was exceptionally well executed. Several of our Lord Marshall’s have requested large numbers of auxiliary troops to replenish their losses. We have, of course, planned for this setback and have the resources needed to meet our military’s demand but I do not particularly like the fact that we are already digging into our reserves this early into the conflict.” Councilor Toren suddenly cut Arden off. “Perhaps we should tell the Judicator his assignment?.” |
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| Specialist290 | Apr 19 2006, 10:34 PM Post #76 |
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Just one word of advice, and a minor one at that: You may want to double-space between paragraphs. Single-spacing is better than just a continuous block of text, of course, (you don't quite get the "AAAGH! MY EYES!" feeling) but double-spacing makes the divisions a bit... clearer, let us say. That aside, looking good
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| Bob 121 | Apr 19 2006, 10:38 PM Post #77 |
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It is done.
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| Bob 121 | Apr 20 2006, 09:24 PM Post #78 |
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More free time after school. (Wow, this is unusual! )Councilor Arden regarded Toren with an icy glare. “Very well, Marcus, although I would see to it that you resist interrupting a fellow Councilor in the future. I tried my hardest to keep a neutral expression as the two Councilors quarreled with one another. Several of the Councilors didn’t remain as dignified and I could have sworn that I saw more than one smirk flash across their collective faces. Councilor Arden began talking once again. “As I was saying before I was interrupted by my esteemed colleague, our plans are already in jeopardy and I do not believe that we will be able to keep the initiative if we have more problems on the front. One of our Lord Marshals has requested a Conciliatory representative in order to keep a General under control. The man in question is General Nicholas Etton. There have been reports that he has been questioning orders and refusing to carry out attacks against enemy forces. Your task is to “advise” this General and ensure that he carries out his orders.” I nodded. “And if I find out the General is incapable of command?” Councilor Whier spoke up. “If, upon your arrival, you find the General to be unfit for leading our righteous forces, you are required to remove him from command of the Erebian Armed Forces and perform a summary discharge.” Councilor Belthzen began to speak. “We have already arranged for your transportation to the Clarion Front. Prepare yourself Judicator; you leave tomorrow. I will send you’re updated clearance codes to your quarters this evening. You may leave.” I got up from the chair feeling somewhat stunned; Judicators rarely visited war zones. We were a means of maintaining internal security against terrorism, crime, and other dangers that posed a risk to the stability of the Confederacy. I left the Council Chambers and made my way through the Great Hall, my head so full of questions that I hardly noticed the magnificent artistry that had hypnotized me earlier. The trip to my apartment long was uneventful; my personal driver and bodyguard, Macharius, who has served me since I acquired the rank of Judicator, had memorized the route perfectly even though I’ve only lived in the apartment for two weeks. A Judicator is not an easy job to attain, or live, for that matter; you must always be prepared for anything that may arise. Due to the work that I do, I’ve never lived in one place for much more than a couple of months since my graduation from the Academy. As we pulled into the parking garage Macharius informed me upon our arrival; an old habit that he’d no doubt learned years earlier as a young cadet. Macharius was a bull of a man; his bulk was matched only by his fierce loyalty to me. Macharius was dishonorably discharged from the Erebian Academy for not finishing his final test; a test that required him to engage another cadet in unarmed combat to the death. He was disgraced and would have probably wound up either dead or a drunk if I hadn’t taken him as my bodyguard. Macharius realizes this and has served me in unwavering faith ever since. There were definitely things that a man never forgot. As I watched Macharius’s gaze dart back and forth, penetrating the shadows for any threat as we made our way to the lift. Macharius and I took the lift up to the fourth floor of the apartment complex and exited into the hallway. Almost immediately I sensed that something wasn’t right, Macharius sensed it too and immediately threw me back into the elevator, an armed man stood in the hallway and fired several rounds at us before running the opposite direction and entering a stairwell. I saw the rounds whiz past Macharius and got up from my prone position on the lift floor. For a moment I thought that we’d gotten out unscathed until Macharius fell to the floor clutching his abdomen tightly. I moved his hand to reveal a gruesome wound; a round had penetrated into his side. Due to the large quantities of blood I couldn’t tell if the wound was fatal so I pulled my comm. out and dialed the nearest infirmary. By now several of the other guests had appeared in the hallway in varying states of undress. I shouted at a man in briefs and a dirty T-shirt. “I need help. Does anyone have a first-aid kit?” Several of the guests just stared in shock as I struggled to control the bleeding. One man eventually ran up to me and handed over a small medical kit. There was some gauze and disinfectant but that was about all the useful material inside. Sensing that the kit wasn’t anywhere near what the injured man needed he tried to add, perhaps in an effort of self-consolation. “I called the paramedics. They should be here any minute.” I ignored the man, instead focusing on controlling the bleeding with the meager roll of gauze. Although I managed to stabilize Macharius’s condition and probably saved his life I couldn’t help but feel guilty; if he hadn’t pushed me into the elevator then perhaps he wouldn’t have been shot. I’d often heard about stories of soldiers who had seen their friends killed or wounded in battle and then feeling guilty about surviving later on. I never really understood what that felt like up until tonight. |
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| XXX | Apr 21 2006, 11:38 AM Post #79 |
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Nice storys.
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| Bob 121 | Apr 23 2006, 07:40 PM Post #80 |
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Thanks, glad you like them.
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