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Post by Esiphas on Apr 29, 2011 16:48:44 GMT
Jack took in the sky. He had never seen a proper clear blue sky befoer now. The first planet had been a dark planet, even inn day. And Azazels planet was... grim. 'I just... I swear i saw Harry in a bar. He was Disguised, or actually was, a Farmer. His beard looked just like harrys though.' He plucked on flower out of his beard, examining it closely. 'I cant belive flowers still grow here. After the death of the world i mean. But i have to wonder, why this one?' He held the flower too her- it was the only one f its kind she had picked up. It was pure black, and looked like it was rotten. It smelled like burning flesh. 'Its not very you, and i dont do flowers. Well, alright, i do, but really only with ou and... Aeris. Back when we were fighting, she offered to take me to a garden world.'
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Post by mina on Apr 29, 2011 17:24:01 GMT
Solara smiles taking the flower from his hand her white eyes looking over it and taking it in as she replays every flower she picked and then giggles, "Ohh I liked it because it was such a contridiction. I mean flowers are symbols of life, fertility, renewal, love. But this thing, I mean it's color is interesting, but none would ever bother to argue that it is a symbol of any of those things." she smiles parting the side of her hair to place the black flower behind her ear. The clash of it with her hair is rather lovely. "I don't know, it was just so different I liked it." she smiles having finally plucked all the flowers off of him and placed them in a vase besides her. "So why didn't you stop him? Say hello Ya know see if it was him?" she laughs at his flowers comment, "The next time I invite you to come along with me on adventures I'll be certain to warn you of excessive amounts of flower picking and being lazy."
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 29, 2011 17:35:36 GMT
Jack looked at Solara. 'I never knew him. Not well anyway. And harry scares me. He practically radiates sheer power.' He then looked up at the flower in her hair. He wondered sometimes, whether they would ever have been together. If Ty hadn't been there. Then he shook his head. 'That flower looks nice in your hair. Althoug, It's aroma is very strong.' He smiled. 'And i don't mind the flower picking and all. I just don't normally do it.' It was almost obvious something was bothering him.
Harry saw Ty come into the bar, and Wlked his way. 'Ty.' He whispered. 'Have yo kept safe my friend? Have you been identified as different? Oh listen to me. Like a worried parent. Actually, thats an apt Comparison. I am, as i have been for two years, a worried Parent. Korvus has not yet come home. But know this. I am breaking every rule ever, as are you, by doing this. But whilst I, who must lead by example, canno continue for long, You are different. You are not fully accended yet. You are clsoe. Find my son Ty. Then I'll acend you. I'm going to beg if i must. He is on this planet. He has been for 2 years. I know this because i Have been monitoring the planet, this paticular town and it surrounding areas, for two years. There is no port here, and untill recently, His signal has been displayed. Something tells me he is alive, but he can no-longer be found by conventional means. Looking is the only way now. Find my son, please.'
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Post by mina on Apr 29, 2011 17:45:00 GMT
Solara grins at Jack and sniffs the air, "It doesn't smell like anything bad to me. Strange." she notices his disposition, "Thanks, black always goes with my hair. Anything really rich in color looks right." she smiles lightly. She knows what he is thinking, being a telepath has meant she always knows what people are thinking. She has always wondered where they get the idea that she respects their mental privacy. She doesn't want to talk about it. *Coward, your just afraid of love, thats why you have been running from Ty for two years. And now you realize that the guy you brought with you is also in love.* she glowers at herself sometimes wishing that she didn't know herself and others so well. "I'll make a flower picker of you yet Jack. That way if I ever disappear these things still get done." she tries to smile but she knows that even without mind reading he's going to know something is up.
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 29, 2011 17:52:43 GMT
Jack looks at Solara. He sort of nods, unable to get the words out. 'I... I'm sorry Sol. I made you uncomfortable. I was so used to haveing Psychic power, i forgot it's all gone now.' He walks out of the room and sits on the roof, where a tear runs down his cheek. He knew Solara came to escape Love and its complexitys. 'Dammit Jack you cray idiot. She must hate you. and thats no way to keep a friend.' Jack springs huge spikes out of his bosy to black people from him. He has not used his power in years, feeling like a freak now when he does so.
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Post by mina on Apr 29, 2011 18:03:24 GMT
As he gets up she feels worse. She can feel his unhappiness and she knows it's her fault. She stands walking towards bed and manages to stay there in her nightdress for about 15 minutes before she can feel his sorrow. She truly does try to stay in bed and just leave him alone but she knows it is ueseless which is why a few hours after midnight she finds herself on the roof of the tree walking towards his spiked outer shell. She sits down next to him and feeling terrible for him she reaches out physically and mentally to comfort him. Her hands brush across what would be his arms "Your not a freak. They did this to you." she hugs him focusing her mind on letting good happy feelings into his mind, "They did this to both of us."
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 29, 2011 18:12:21 GMT
The spikes retract, where Solara is. 'Why? Why did they make us this?' He is crying feircely. This is different, the tears. These are more tears of loss, rather than fear. 'I would have given anything to lead a normal life. Or to have been a total monster. The monsters either die, or they find a proper place. But this, half human, half... I don't know what the hell these spikes are from. But i am afreak, a half monster.' He stares out towards the horizon. 'I'll be OK sol. Go to sleep if you want.' In his mind he is thinking 'I dont want her to see me like this. Maybe she shouldnt see me at all. Maybe just going away would be better. She'll never be comfortable now, now she knows my feelings. I'm just another Ty to her.'
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Post by mina on Apr 29, 2011 18:27:33 GMT
She doesn't leave she just reaches up touching his face skin with her hand. The connection takes right away and suddenly he can see the inside of a room filled with flowers and Solara stands there, not as a warpcrosser, but back to her natural human look. *You think they are any more normal?* she smiles shaking her head *No one is normal. You think you are a monster.* Kes appears, but it doesn't look like the Kes he knows. She is younger. Maybe 13-14 at best. She looks animal like with two blades, in barely there rags, The memory takes hold and she leaps at some tau slaughtering them and standing there beating her chest as the crowd cheers. Then just as suddenly as she appeared a new version appears. Kes's right hand has become metallic and she is dirty with dispair and scars of pain cover her face. *Kes seems normal, she has everything she wants, but deep inside, she will always be the dirty gladiator with anger problems who couldn't speak.* Solara waves at him to step forward and her lips seem to move as he hears her voice *Those who appear normal are just monsters like us hiding in plain sight.* Pick anyone we have both known, I can show you it.* The connection ends and she is still there hugging him. "They did it because they needed soldiers. But the basic freaks wouldn't do. They needed super soldiers." she smiles lightly at him, "And you know, your thoughts aren't secret. You'll never be Ty to me. And he'll never be you." she grins, "No leaving me in the night Jack." Her arms wrap around his neck and she settles in her eyes closing as she relaxes. "Besides, if you had never been taken, we would never have met." with that unshakible argument delivered her breathing begins to slow as the early stages of rest take her.
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 29, 2011 18:42:58 GMT
Jack closes his eyesthrough the vision, but he can still see it. He can't bear to watch. When she begins to go down to bed, he says, in his mind so she can hear him, 'I won't. But in return, promise me one thing. No more visions. Please.' Her final words to him stuns Jack. She is right of course, but he cant help but mouth the thought 'Maybe it'd be better if we hadn't.' Then he shakes his head. 'I don't belive that. I'd be a wreck without that facility, a frightened child without hope, scars and bruises on his body from the beatings.' Jack thought back tohis father. In solaras mind she heas a deep, scolding voice says 'No! You will not be becoming an engineer. You are a soldier!' Followed by a loud slap, a child crying.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Apr 29, 2011 20:33:56 GMT
"I haven't stopped searching yet Harry. I have learned to blend I spent that first year working with the Imperium while I searched. I'm trained with several sects of Callidus, I am more well trained now than I was years ago." Ty says concentrating hard as his hair turns a dark brown instead of its normal black streaked white.
"They know nothing of our order or our 'Achievements'" Ty said shifting his hair back and ordering up two drinks.
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 29, 2011 21:52:36 GMT
Harry accepted the drink with a smile. 'Well thats a relief. I really need to Thank you Ty. You can take the wrists i cannot, and you are doing them without personal reward.' Harry took a long draught of his drink. 'At least where my son is concered.' He added, remebering Jack and Solara were here too. 'I thought i saw my son today. Then i thought, no, thats someone else. His eyes are too dark. Then i thought, Its Jack! and yet, as i was about to ask his name, he walked off. Into the wildernes. I don't know if it was him. But if you want to go out there and look, i don't blame you.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Apr 30, 2011 2:20:54 GMT
"Towards a large tree? I felt a strong psy-presence when I arrived but have disregarded it for the moment." Ty said looking at Harry with a shocked tone. "I have seeked no reward except to find Kor, I still search for Solara but the thought of coming face to face with her is one I fear may not end well...."
'Don't let him lie to ya Harry! He thinks about that girl constantly!' A voice yells in both their heads, the Voice of Roxa Tymin.
'Roxa...please leave our young friend alone....let him think of what he wishes!' Another more serious and uptight, Seer says.
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Post by w00teldar on Apr 30, 2011 5:04:43 GMT
a loud rumbling could be heard and a grey thunderhawk appeared on the horizon. the gunship set down inn an empty clearing, and a few moments later, the front cargo door opened. Three chaplains walked out, each armed with both a sword and a crozius. The Adeptus Astartes had arrived.
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Post by mina on Apr 30, 2011 5:40:56 GMT
His memories of past bring up hers….
Flashback: Solara sits in a garden running her hands over flowers naming each one with pleasure. Her skirt is messy and her hair is wild. “Solara, come on. It’s almost night!” she turns to look at her father and she smiles, one of the big smiles small girls give as she rushes forward showing him a white flower ,”LOOK It’s sooo pretty. I made it.” She smiles as the man sweeps her up and set her on his shoulders as he walks towards their house, “Very pretty, just like you. You’re my prized flower.” She giggles hugging the top of his head. He sets her down finally at a creaky wooden table before some food. She laughs babbling about flowers and school to him, “Torra was teasing me again today. He’s very mean.” She nods at this and then notices her father is looking at his plate without eating, “What’s wrong Daddy?” he looks up at her big grey eyes so much like his own, “The money I have left Is running out. I took a position in the guard to pay for all the things we need.” She looks at him and shrugs chewing on some bread, “Okay. Does that mean we are moving?” she is horrified to think of leaving her flowers but things happen. “No. I am.. I leave tomorrow. You’ll stay here, I have arranged for Torra’s parents to look after you until your 16. Then you’ll marry him.” She stands up angry, “Your leaving! But You promised you wouldn’t leave me!” she shouts at his face and he tries to calm her, “Look honey if things get better I’ll be back, and I’ll visit.” She folds her arms, “I bet Mom said the same thing. Bet she promised never to leave too!” she turns stomping away too young to understand but old enough to say awful things.
Solara sat in bed. That was12 years, 4 months, 37.5 days ago. She never saw him again. He’d come to say good bye and she had cried, but he still left. She glowers at the sky outside not feeling much like sleep. She is too unhappy to sleep. And she knows if she does sleep she’ll just dream about Jack, or Ty, or her father. So instead she pulls on her warpcrosser armor and steps outside. Her wings spread as she jumps plummeting towards the ground and then sweeping off into the sky. Her wings carry her easily as she dives and loops around the sky to breathless to think or cry. She floats towards the edge of town all the people are either drunk or asleep or too caught up in the hustle and bustle of life to notice her land and pull up the cloak on her duster. She’s never been to town. It’s usually to hard to not hear everyone. But maybe Harry is here. For some reason she wants to see him. *You just want to ask him what he thinks about your love problems.* she glares at the ground as a way to glare at herself. She walks through the town stopping at stalls to look at objects and generally fascinating herself with treats and pretty things. She’s careful to erase herself from anyone who gets a good look at her as she walks. ………………………… You know she is here Laurel. You cannot avoid her any longer. “ Balthalthazar chides. Laurel turns as her ship approaches, “I am aware Solaurel is down there. What is the news of my daughter?” the daemon grins as he steps up besides his mistress, “She is the most powerful psychic ever seen. But most interesting she is with Jack.” Laurel turns her eyes meeting the daemons, “The old bearer of Banshee.” She turns back to looking at the stars, “Aquire her for me. I wish to see how my girl is doing.” The daemon grins wider, “ She will hate you. He made certain of that.” Laurel grins, “That doesn’t mean anything to me or my plans. Get her.” The daemon shakes his head, “Not so simple, Ty is there.” Laurel shrugs, “So?” the daemon grins maliciously, “So Ty has been connected with her many times. The two were lovers.” Laurel grins turning, “My daughter does have interesting taste in the men she keeps. Were means they are no longer, why would he care about her. Especially if she is now with this Jack fellow,” the daemon shrugs grinning, “As you wish lady.” He bows disappearing in a cloud of smoke.
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 30, 2011 8:12:08 GMT
(ooh, i have an Idea. > ) Jack slipped of the roof. He had seen solara fly off. Now he was alone. But he sensed someone, a sort of primal instinct. A deep set fear in Jacks heart.He began running towards the city. 'Sol! Sol! Please! It's him, He's here!' Harry nodded to Ty, grinning at what roxa shouted. He replied 'I see you still havent put Roxa on a leash yet.' Then he turned, rather violently. A couple of people stopped to stare. 'Oh, musta been my magination.' he said, before turing back to Ty. Now disinterested, the onlookers went back to their drinks. 'Ty, it was not my imagination. I sensed a large, very powerful Psychic presence. I've only read 3 that powerful in my time, and one of them is me. Obviously my powers are less... direct. Anyway,the second i killed. Banshee, if you were wodering. And the third is Solara.' In Laurel's castle a grim, maniacal laugh, incredibly loud and high pitched resonated round her chamber. 'My misstress Laurel. Are you underestimating Jack i wwonder. I know the measure of this man. All too well.' A giant pair of wings unfolded in the shade, and out stepped a rust skinned daemon prince, carrying a lengthy sword which moaned in pain. 'My name is Banshee, my mistress. am a Daemon of Chaos Undivided, but will happily Serve Slaanesh this day. And should you require a more aestheticly pleasing form...' Banshee transforms into a man, about 6 foot 11, very clean skin, yet dark. His hair is almost gun-metal, and he has a goatee. His eyes speak of sin and pleasure. 'This is my Slaanesh-blessed form. I have 3 others, as you may guess, one for each god.'
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