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Post by Diosma on Jun 27, 2013 20:44:20 GMT
(if you guys want to that would be great, but I don't want to like... interrupt or anything)
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Post by exponation on Jun 27, 2013 20:49:50 GMT
(Yeah...that's why I thought I could have a new character come in.)
On top of an old shack stood a boy with bandages wrapped around his body. Through his mask he eyed the situation, and at Ara's struggle he finally decided to strike. Before a baggard slashed her in the back of the neck, he jumped down, and cut off his head with his scythe. He stumbled back, seeming off-balanced, but stood his ground.
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Post by waffle on Jun 27, 2013 20:52:03 GMT
(Lol okay)
Heidi quietly stepped down the hall, pushing open any doors that were still open and peering inside.
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Post by exponation on Jun 27, 2013 20:54:10 GMT
At the end of the hall, in the last room, sat Knore on the windowsill, looking down. A knocked out person lie on the floor by the bed.
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Post by waffle on Jun 27, 2013 20:56:30 GMT
The gypsy slowly stepped in the room. "Knore...? I'm really sorry."
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Post by exponation on Jun 27, 2013 21:02:08 GMT
Knore didn't answer for a bit, then turned his head slightly. "There was a man who ran a table at a marketplace. He was wifeless and childless, but was rich from selling jewels. It was good for money, but he seldom enjoyed it. He was born to run the table though, for his father had handed the business down to him, and he had no choice. He really wanted to be a performer though, even though the pay was rough. He'd sing and play a wooden plank like a lute. People always looked at him strangely, and when he told them his dreams they'd have no idea why he'd want it when its worse then what he had. He knew clearly though."
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Post by waffle on Jun 27, 2013 21:05:03 GMT
Heidi tilted her head, a confused look in her eyes, but listened silently.
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Post by exponation on Jun 27, 2013 21:07:25 GMT
"He just wanted to feel like one." Knore finished, looking back out the window.
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Post by waffle on Jun 27, 2013 21:17:22 GMT
She already had an idea, but still Heidi asked "Who was he?"
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Post by exponation on Jun 27, 2013 21:21:37 GMT
"Just a friend whose soul wanders in the daedric plane." Knore whispered.
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Post by waffle on Jun 27, 2013 21:23:47 GMT
Heidi approached him slowly, putting her small hand on Knore's shoulder. "I'm sorry I upset you. It was... you were right." She paused and said "You can erase my memory if you want to."
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Post by exponation on Jun 27, 2013 21:31:01 GMT
"Then you'd forget all about me..." Knore replied, looking up at her. He looked like he would cry. "All about Truce."
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Post by waffle on Jun 27, 2013 21:37:34 GMT
"Wasn't that what you wanted?" Heidi sat down across from him.
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Post by exponation on Jun 27, 2013 21:38:38 GMT
"How could you even say that...I just want you to not know what I am..." Knore held in tears because he knew they were acid.
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Post by waffle on Jun 27, 2013 21:42:12 GMT
Heidi sighed. "That's just it, Knore. I don't care what you are."
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Post by exponation on Jun 27, 2013 21:47:14 GMT
"But I'm a...I'm a deity of the forces of all that is shameful..."
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Post by waffle on Jun 27, 2013 21:49:51 GMT
She rolled her eyes. "Knore, look at me. The person I know is a fun-loving, friendly everyday person. The only thing that changed is that now youre a fun-loving, friendly 'deity of all the forces that is shamefull'". Heidi did little finger air quotes at the last bit.
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Post by exponation on Jun 27, 2013 21:54:50 GMT
"That's only half of the person." Knore murmured. "But thanks... The person I know is a kind, forgiving, silly person."
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Post by waffle on Jun 27, 2013 21:58:31 GMT
Heidi looked at Knore for a little, pursed her lips, and said "I've forgiven you. Now, you just need to forgive yourself." She stood up.
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Post by exponation on Jun 27, 2013 22:01:29 GMT
"You don't have to worry about me. I'll jump off a roof and I'll be fine." Knore replied lightly.
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