Guest Whirlpool Posted February 17, 2007 Share Posted February 17, 2007 After Novar's snowball hits her, Trep proceeds to take several dozen ice chunks and throw them relentlessly at the fox in retribution. (OOC: Just to avoid confusion in the future, I would like everyone to note that Trep is female.) "*witnesses event*......I'm going in now.*scurries inside*" -------------Inside---------------- "*pokes at pancake*......Kal, why do you have a necklace?" K:....*slightly embarrassed*....... *comes in and brushes off snow* ".......Why are you looking at me like that? It's not like I injured him severely or anything...." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Four-eyed Vulpine Posted February 17, 2007 Share Posted February 17, 2007 (OOC: Oh, ok, sorry) *I come back inside; my head is bleeding from the ice chunks' impact. I walk over to my bag at the table and proceed to take the first aid kit out again, visibly furious. I look up and glare at Trep for a few seconds before looking back down at the kit* *he finishes his huge stack of pancakes and stops glowing* Mmmmm... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Whirlpool Posted February 17, 2007 Share Posted February 17, 2007 (Ooc: Salright.) *pickes up her cup of coffee again* *looks over at Novar* ".....I might've overdone it a bit; sorry.....Need any help?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Four-eyed Vulpine Posted February 17, 2007 Share Posted February 17, 2007 ...Sure...I'd appreciate it...*I pull some things out of the kit; some blood drips on the table* *he gets up and takes the plate back into the kitchen, then comes back and sits back down on the couch* So...what planet is this? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kal Posted February 17, 2007 Share Posted February 17, 2007 K: "It's...heh, it's not a necklace, exactly. It's a pendant. Not even mine, if you want to be technical. But...I can't let anything happen to it. It was...a gift, of sorts. From...*sigh* Mari Romekhan. My...mother." Aw, how sweet, Kal has a mommy-OW! (Shut up, even I know not to joke about this.) (What? It's kinda funny that-) K: "I took it from her rigt before...before...ah, excuse me." *goes outside for a moment* ...I guess I'd better continue. It's best you hear it from me, anyways. Ah, the Sparknotes version is this: Kal's mother is dead. ...Oh. She was killed when I, ah...the Scourge...invaded Koulthos. v_v Under your command. It is best they hear the full truth. Yes, fine, alright? I did it! I commanded the Scourge operations on Koulthos! And tell you the truth, given that situation, I would've done the exact same thing! ...Ah, I suppose it's best that you hear the whole story. I'll let you pass the judgement then. K: Yeah, it's about time they understood what's going on with us. ------------- K: You see, the Scourge arrived on our planet very, ah, unexpectedly- That may not be strong enough. Yours was a primitive planet, we avoided prior contact on purpose; best to let a civilization develop without interference. K: Too bad they didn't have a choice. What we now know as their ship, the Sahib, landed like a fireball, scorching the Veldt. We were shot down. By whom, for what reason, those are for another story. But the point is that about twenty or so Scourge (myself and Revin included) found themselves crashed on a forbidden planet with a broken ship. To make things worse, what scanners we had operational showed virtually nothing we could use for fuel or supplies...save for one strange anomaly. K: *nods* Aye, the Chryssolyn. I led the diplomatic party to barter for access to this source- K: No, that's not true. You barged into the castle and demanded access to our most sacred mountain so you could steal a legendary power protected for generations, since the times of Eleazar and Magray! We had no way of knowing just how defensive the Koulthans were of this...energy source. When I asked to use it, you could hear every person in the room gasp and turn deathly silent. It was like...like- Like asking for the Gutenburg Bible to use for toilet paper! After we realized their ignorance, my father, Lord Samiel, explained exactly why we couldn't just..."let them borrow it." And we left, hoping to find another source. The problem was, this Chryssolyn was the only viable source of energy on the planet. The proper elements simply did not exist. And...well, we were desperate to get off the planet. So... K: The Scourge led an offensive against our neighbors, the Xan'Thul. They were ill-prepared to fight in the deep, thick forests, and they were driven back almost easily. This...was the first Scourge War. It lasted for five years- Which, considering there were only twenty of us at the time, may seem like a surprise, and I can Lilacs is wondering how we managed to hold our own. Rather, I believe the better question is how the Koulthans were able to keep us back. Bear in mind that Scourge technology was at least five hundred years ahead; it was like the Romans were fighting cavemen K: Before he gets too cocky, need I point out that said "cavemen" managed to put up a fight for five years. Anyways, the war ended with a truce. A unified army of Koulthans, Bereans, and Xan'Thul was about to assault the Sahib when a courier delivered the message: Raj had suddenly lost his ability to lead, and the Scourge settled for a peace agreement. In return, the nations agreed to send what little resources we could afford to get them off our planet. The fight ended, and Raj wasn't seen for several years. Speaking of which, no one really knows what happened there... I...*sigh* came upon some very, very disturbing information which I would prefer not be repeated. Suffice to say, this info basically crushed everything we had worked for. During those several years...I chose to deactivate myself. I couldn't live knowing that everything I had worked for since my arrival amounted to nothing. Death was a viable option instead of wasting away on a God-forsaken rock until the day I died. No offense taken. Revin led the Scourge during that time, and the next several years were spent licking our wounds and rebuilding. I grew up, met Jasho and Soraya, and trained as a Zohda when I was 25*, sort of like your ninjas. I stayed locked in my quarters, a corpse in a velvet chair. Yet...I didn't die. I couldn't. I wondered why. I wanted to. That's when I first heard a voice in my head. It started as a whisper in the quiet dark of deactivation. But then it grew. Louder and louder...until I could hear it as clearly as you hear me. "Kill them," it told me. "Kill them all. Spare none." At the time, I had no idea where this was coming from, and I tried to push it out of my mind, but the harder I pushed, the louder it grew. Eventually, I couldn't ignore it any longer. I caved. The voice became my guide. I reactivated with a new goal, a new mission...a new plan. In the outside world, things were taking a turn for the worse. Koulthos was the only nation to continue donating supplies to the Dauthans, as they wanted to be called now, named for the area they crashed in. Even then, the nation was heavily divided. The country was on the brink of civil war as Lord Samiel approached his fiftieth birthday*. That's...when the world saw the return of Raj. The Scourge attacked quickly in the night. They had almost doubled in numbers since the War; we didn't stand a chance. They held the royal family and...started sticking these horrible needles in them. The queen refused; she was taken away. I...I managed to escape...but... I...I ran into the room just in time...to-to see...*shaking* her- Sarq asked me what I wanted to do with the prisoners who refused..."treatment." I-I told him..."Do as you wish." I heard him laugh; the voice kept me from understanding what it was he wished. I turned around to stop him when I saw two things. *hangs head* First, I saw the young prince, standing in the doorway, looking on with horror. Then I...heard her scream as...as Sarq tore out her spine. *starts weeping as Holbrook gives him a hug* I...I didn't know what to say. What can you say? "Whoops, kiddo, looks like I just ordered your mother's execution in front of you, oh well"? I said nothing. The funny thing is...even though now I regret even speaking to Sarq...at the time...all I could think of was how well the plan went. I felt nothing of the murder I just...let happen. (Thanks for your support, Brook.) I...I managed to escape the castle, then. But not before I took the only thing I could reach for on my mother's body. This...this pendant. I've carried it with me ever since. A burden I...I can't let go of. Not while her killer remains alive. ----------------- K: ...I'm sorry to make you all hear this. I just...haa, I need some time to myself. Excuse me. *goes upstairs* I...wish there was some way I could justify what I did. I wasn't thinking normally; the Demon's grip on me was borderline-indwelling. But...there's nothing. All my excuses can't justify what I did to him, what I took away, far more than his mother's life. And then...add on the soul-bind, and... *shakes head* Ah, but that's for another time. I think we need a break from storytelling for now. *Koulthans have very long lives; 50 is approaching middle-age. (OoC: Jeebus, this took almost two hours to type up. x_x And like Raj said, that's only part of the story. Toldja I got a lot with these two. XD) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Whirlpool Posted February 17, 2007 Share Posted February 17, 2007 As Holbrook attempted to head upstairs after Kal, Trep gently grabbed her by the shoulder and shoke her head. ".....Oooooooh......"She mouthed, retaking her seat. Trep stood up and strode up to Raj. Even though she had lift her heels off the floor slightly to do so, she stared him straight in the eyes for a few minutes before taking to pacing around the room. Holbrook rose again, this time to wander outside and come back in. Upon returning, she tapped Trep on the shoulder and handed her something. A small twig. Trep placed it between her teeth and resumed pacing. Because of the silence, the resounding 'crack' of the twig snapping echoed in the lodge. She took no notice, simply folding the broken twig in half with her tongue and holding it between her teeth once more. Two cracks. Then four. Trep took her seat again, spitting out the woody pulp into her palm and kneading it around in her hand. Holbrook on the other hand stood, rocking back on her heels waiting for something to happen. Noting that Raj seemed to be watching Trep unblinking, she leaned over and whispered, "She's looking for something to say....But she can't think of something that wouldn't insult you...Or Kal." (Ooc: .......I don't really know what to say either; I"ll eventually get something though. Anyway, that is what Trep does when she's deep in thought. Interesting habit, no?) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kal Posted February 17, 2007 Share Posted February 17, 2007 *looks down* She doesn't need to worry about insulting me. I deserve it. Just give Kal a little room to get over it again. It sounds cruel, I know, but it's the truth; he's been hiding his pain for a very long time, and this is the first time he's been able to get it all out. You want to say something, Trep? Say it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Whirlpool Posted February 17, 2007 Share Posted February 17, 2007 "Alright then. First off, I'm calling you a b*****d. Second, I have never seen a man cry like that, and it is rather disturbing. It's giving me an odd mix of feelings, many of which I can't name. And finally, *large amounts of swearing that need not be said* man. That's just---*more swearing*!" ....Done? "Venting? Yes. But I'm still pissed off, so don't be surprised when something breaks......" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Four-eyed Vulpine Posted February 17, 2007 Share Posted February 17, 2007 *I press some gauze on my head to try to control the bleeding* Uh, Trep, I thought you said you were going to help me... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kal Posted February 17, 2007 Share Posted February 17, 2007 I won't deny that I'm not. In fact, I'll say I deserve every bit of it. Sure, I could say the Silver Demon, this accursed weapon, cause me to do it, but I cannot pass the responsibility. Hate on me all you want; the sad truth is that none of it will undo what I've done. But give Kal a break, if nothing else. He lost EVERYTHING that night. You couldn't even BEGIN to relate to the strife I've cause him. Ours has been a difficult path, ever since I met him. And in the past fifteen years, this is the only time I have ever seen him let out his emotions like this. Kal and Mari were VERY close while Samiel was fighting the Scourge War. I regret that I ever gave that order; hell, I regret ever cutting a deal with that bastard Sarq! But I cannot bring her back! I cannot return the five years I stole from Kal's life! I cannot return his rightful seat on the Koulthan throne! I can't even let him kill me to fulfill the debt I owe, a life for a life! I wish I could! I wish I could do all of those things! ...But...I can't. Make no mistake, Kal wishes to kill me, even if he has to kill himself in the process. And believe me, I would let him in a heartbeat. But while the Silver Demon remains in me, the only service to this world is to act as a vessel, a barrier, a cage to lock the beast in. And if I die-no, when either of us dies, the beast comes out, free to create a world of destruction. Kal knows this, hence I yet live. We've been searching for a permanent solution ever since we left Koulthos to no avail. We're both stuck, trapped in this miserable existance until our final days. Yes, feel free to hate me! In fact, I encourage it! But leave Kal out of this. Please. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Whirlpool Posted February 17, 2007 Share Posted February 17, 2007 "*while helping Novar patch up his cuts* Hmmm........ *ears droop a bit*...I can't say that I can relate. But I can understand, which is probably the most I can do. Not only that, but I admire Kal for putting up with that for so long and hiding it so well. It's not an easy thing to do. *pats Novar on the head* There, those actually weren't that bad. All of 'em were pretty small actually. *walks over to Raj* Now there's a lot of things I could say to you, but they'd probably all sound pretty cheesy, so I won't say them. Now if You'll excuse me, I'm gonna go into the kitchen. *leaves for kitchen*" "..... Why would I hate you Raj?" Because...........! *sigh*.....Never mind Furball. "*smiles*" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Four-eyed Vulpine Posted February 17, 2007 Share Posted February 17, 2007 *when Trep is finished, I put the things away, close the kit, and put it away* I guess I should just stay out of the way. I can never know anyone's internal feelings, nor can I foresee people's reactions or read other's minds. Therefore they can't have my trust... <My feelings...they're going out of control...I wish I wasn't so sensitive...I hate when this happens......must...not...> *I have my head in my hands at the table, and I begin shaking with the internal struggle* *as the dragonoid sits on the couch, he picks up a strange pattern of energy and looks towards Novar as he shakes with his head buried in his hands* <This isn't right...I thought people could only be "good" or "evil"......How can they be both?> *he gets up from the couch and walks over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder* Are you okay? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kal Posted February 18, 2007 Share Posted February 18, 2007 You should hate me, furball...because I don't deserve your love. *gets up and stares out window* ----------- J: "Hey, buddy, you okay? What's going on?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Whirlpool Posted February 18, 2007 Share Posted February 18, 2007 "*follows Raj to window* Oh, don't say that. After all, you said that you regret it all, didn't you? And that you wish that you hadn't done it? Even though you know you can't go back and change it, you want to, and that's a good thing. And that cancels it out, so I don't have a reason to hate you.*smiles brightly*" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Four-eyed Vulpine Posted February 18, 2007 Share Posted February 18, 2007 *I snap out of it, fighting the mindset of evil away for the time being* Huh? Oh...yeah...I'm fine... I just have...really bad issues... *I rest my head on my arms, depressed* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kal Posted February 18, 2007 Share Posted February 18, 2007 ... ...Heh. You make it so difficult to stay angry. *smiles back lightly* Y'know...maybe you ought to go talk to Kal. You can imagine I'm no good with comforting, perhaps you can bring him out of this funk I caused. ------------------ J: "Pah, fine. Two kinds of folks in this world that say they're "fine." Those who ain't, and those who don't know they ain't. What's got yer eggs in a jumble?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Whirlpool Posted February 18, 2007 Share Posted February 18, 2007 "*pulls of a very bad salute* Aye aye, Raj! *scampers up stairs* --------Upstairs-------- "*knocks on door and sticks head in* ...Hey Kal? You okay?...." (Ooc: Oh, and happy 500 to FEV) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Four-eyed Vulpine Posted February 18, 2007 Share Posted February 18, 2007 (OOC: Thanks, Whirlpool! Going for a thousand!) It's a long story....Oh, I might as well tell you. I'm cursed... Cursed? How? *Dragonius pulls up a chair and sits down, interested* It's been this way since I was born. I have two minds in one body; a good mind, and an evil mind. Fortunately, I reflect the good mind most of the time, and the evil stays in my head. But whenever anything bad happens to me, the evil mind wants to take over, and I have to fight to keep control every time something doesn't go right. I hate it. Hmm...Do you ever try not to think about it when bad things happen? I mean, bad things happen to everyone. Of course I try, but it's never to any avail. How long do these.......episodes last? Well, this one ended pretty quickly since you guys sort of interrupted it. For what that girl did, it normally would have lasted at least an hour...In fact, I wish she was in here hearing this. I want to apologize to her... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Whirlpool Posted February 18, 2007 Share Posted February 18, 2007 *oven seems to be trying to run out of lodge* *several kitchen knives are thrown, outlining the appliance on the wall* "YOU INFERNAL PIECE OF CRAP, I'LL GET YOU FOR THAT!" *oven trembles* *comes running out of the kitchen and trips over Raj's tail* *oven takes the chance and runs outside* ".....Damn......"*gets up grumbling something about a burnt pie* J:"!!!!! The oven! Holly just fixed that!" "Oh shut up. It'll come back inside later anway...And if not Holly'll go and get it." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Four-eyed Vulpine Posted February 18, 2007 Share Posted February 18, 2007 *I see Trep and call over to her.* Hey, can you come over here for a sec? I wanted to apologize... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Whirlpool Posted February 18, 2007 Share Posted February 18, 2007 "*blink*...About what? If anyone's apologizing, it should be me. I mean, I was the one who pummeled you with ice chunks." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Four-eyed Vulpine Posted February 18, 2007 Share Posted February 18, 2007 I know, but I shouldn't have hit you in the back of the head like that. I didn't think. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Whirlpool Posted February 18, 2007 Share Posted February 18, 2007 "Eh, salright. " "*pokes head downstairs*....Is everything alright?" "Yeah, I just scared the oven away. Mind getting it to come back in?" "*nods, smiles and bounds outside* ..Oh, come on. You just made her mad that's all....No, she will not disassemble you. Only I can threaten you with that.....Com'on, let's go.... *starts to push oven back inside*" *Oven looks determined to not move at all* "*straining* ..Little help here?" *picks up oven and puts it back in kitchen* "Thank you Raj~<3! *goes back upstairs*" "....Seriously, I would have better lucky cooking over a campfire than with that thing......*idea* Hmm.......*goes into kitchen and comes back out with an armful of supplies* I'll be outside if anyone needs me. *goes out the door*" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kal Posted February 18, 2007 Share Posted February 18, 2007 ...why did she thank me? I thought you did it. As did I. Best not to question these things. -------------------- K: *hastily puts glove back on* "What was that about?" H: "Eh, oven problems again. So...you alright?" K: "...Y-yeah. I'm-fine." H: "You're a terrible liar, you know that?" K: "Heh, yeah. Jasho was always a lot better at that..." "...*sighs, hangs head* I..I didn't save them. Not mother, not my people...not even Soraya...Too weak to save them. Tch, some hero..." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Whirlpool Posted February 18, 2007 Share Posted February 18, 2007 "*hugs Kal* ......Ah, it's alright Kal. As long as you tried, that's what matters. You know, Trep is trying to make a pie....You want some when she's done with it?" (Heard from outside)"AHAHAHAHAHAHA! VICTORY IS MINE! TAKE THAT YOU STUPID OVEN!" "......I guess that means she didn't burn the pie this time....." K:"....." "So why were you playing with your glove earlier?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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