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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on Dec 30, 2009 15:20:23 GMT -5
Vash had found the wierd guy passed out in the Guastan plains, and had dragged him to this inn. He'd ordered a large bowl of stew for each of them and waited for the man to wake up.
He reached back inside his coat to scratch at his back. It itched. And that was in addition to the fact that small, floating globes of light, often seen in Guasto but rarely in large groups, had decided to follow him.
Everywhere.
He sighed. "Will you just go away? GO find someone else to bother, I'm busy right now."
Of course, the small lights gave no answer, and paid no heed.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Dec 30, 2009 16:44:48 GMT -5
"Ugh...pancakes..." Volk moaned as he opened his silver eyes. He smelled the stew and looked where he was. "Where am I? Who are you?" He rubbed his eye, and moaned. He remembered that he had to fight Elexa, then he passed out, "You aren't Elexa's minions, are you?"
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on Dec 30, 2009 17:09:28 GMT -5
"Isn't Elexa the queen of Nerezza?" he asked. "I'm not one of her minions... and you're a long way from Nerezza. This is Guasto."
He handed him a bowl of soup, then chuckled. "Not pancakes, but it'll do." He looked up at the wisps that were still hanging around him, and sighed. "I wish they'd leave me alone."
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Dec 30, 2009 17:19:44 GMT -5
"Guasto... Where is Tidus?" He said as he looked at the stew, "And who are you, and what are these things?" He tried to swat away the orbs.
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on Dec 30, 2009 17:28:41 GMT -5
"I didn't see anyone else with you - I found you passed out on the plains. As for the orbs..."
He held out a hand, and one cme to rest in his palm. "They're wisps - pieces of souls that pass through Guasto but haven't crossed over yet." He shook it off, and it rejoined the small cloud floating around him. They also seemed attracted to the large, stone cross sitting in the corner of the room.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Dec 30, 2009 17:37:18 GMT -5
"Crap... I wonder why I was left out there then..." He said as he looked at the man, "I never got your name."
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on Dec 30, 2009 17:55:18 GMT -5
"Oh, sorry. It's Vash. It's nice to meet you, Mister... uh... I never got your name either, come to think of it."
He blinked down at Volk. Something about him seemed... familiar, somehow.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Dec 30, 2009 18:06:24 GMT -5
"Volkmar." He said, as he spun the spoon in the stew, "I am not hungry. Thanks for the stew anyways." He walked over and picked up his swords.
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on Dec 30, 2009 18:08:53 GMT -5
"Hey, where are you going?" he asked.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Dec 30, 2009 18:14:06 GMT -5
"Where else? I am a mercenary, I go where I please." He said as he placed the silver one away. He then looked at his black one for a second and lowered his arm, "Bye." He walked out.
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on Dec 30, 2009 18:15:22 GMT -5
Vash's eyes widened.
"That... sword... are you from Lunatopia?" he asked, serious all of a sudden.
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Dec 30, 2009 18:23:20 GMT -5
"Yes...why?" He asked as he looked at him.
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on Dec 30, 2009 18:26:06 GMT -5
Vash's eyes hit the ground. "I was there when Xisa destroyed the city. I thought I noticed something different about you..."
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Post by Volkmar Gamlxltoe on Dec 30, 2009 18:29:16 GMT -5
"You... a Lunatopian?" He said. He hasn't see anpther Lunatopian for a long time. "...If you are lying, I will kill you."
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Post by Vash, the Angel's Moon on Dec 30, 2009 18:31:37 GMT -5
Vash removed his coat and turnd around. On his back, unmistakable, was what seemed like a tattoo, a crescent moon with angels' wings. Scars criscrossed his back, one even slicing across the beautiful pattern.
"I'm telling the truth. As a Lunatopian, you know only those born in Lunatopia have marks like this one."
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