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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/10/2016 11:28:28 PM
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[i] Lance's eyes widened slightly and his eyebrows raised as water spatters across his shirt, sticking to his chest. Now he guessed what Damien meant by "multiple personalities."[/i]
"Hey Brutus.."
[i] Lance said with a wave, looking over at Lana.[/i]
"It's not that easy for most of us.. How many friends do you have Lana?"
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[i]"A bunch! But Damien and Seth are my favorites!"[/i] [i]"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVVVVVVV."[/i] [i]"You too, Brutus."[/i] [b]Looks like she wasn't going to give a super clear armor, but it was safe to assume Seth wasn't just 'sleeping'... And she didn't only count those that were seemingly in her head.[/b] [b]With a thunk, Alphonse landed on Brutus head, only for steam and a gust of hot air to startle him away. Brutus was massive... Abnormally large... But he also seemed to be a sort of gentle giant... But the anchor clearly wasn't for just hugs.[/b] [i]"And Alphonse is nice too when he isn't being a butt."[/i]
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"That's.. pretty cool." [i] Lance says with a smile, gears turning in his head. He guessed she could summon her "friends" when she wanted, and Seth was her most used one.[/i] "Alphonse is adorable too." [i] He says with a laugh. Even cold hearted wandering swordsman loved cute animals.[/i]
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[b]Alphonse looked up from his spot, ears flicking at the sound of his name.[/b] [b]Meanwhile, Brutus lurched forwards and stomped down towards the buildings, obviously slower than most and by most... Generally anything with legs.[/b] [i]"Well... That's gonna be a hard one to explain."[/i] [b]Lana wasn't about to follow Brutus around, besides, he was about as productive as a rock. He'd probably sit down somewhere and stare at the sun...[/b]
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"You know what you should do Lana? You should wake Seth up from his nap." [i] Lance said with a grin. He was nothing if not an advocate for fun. And by fun he meant being a jackass for no reason.[/i]
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[i]"Sure!"[/i] [b]Lana thought for a moment, Brutus suddenly melting into murky water that caused a few people to shout angrily as his remains drenched them.[/b] [b]Then, next to her, the wind and leaves swirled around one spot until Seth was just... There. He was clad in his normal gear... Red armor, fan and scythe at his back, black robe... But he seemed off... And one eye was crested with a light purple that quickly faded away.[/b] [i]"You rang?"[/i] [i]"Hullo! How'd you sleep?"[/i] [i]"I didn't."[/i] [b]He folded his arms and looked at Lance, not sure who it was considering he'd never seen him without his mask. But the scowl and judgmental stare said it all... He was grumpy as always.[/b]
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"The last time we met, I was wearing an Oni mask with katanas." [i] Lance said. His face was blocked slightly by his hair, considering he was still upside down. While it was fun interrupting people's sleep, he wanted to know more about Seth. He intrigued him..maybe he could give him a fight he'd enjoy. [/i]
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[i]"I'm sure you were."[/i] [b]Seth looked down at Lana who had taken up time to make a origami throwing star, the fake weapon having a surprising sense of danger to it.[/b] [i]"Was there something you needed?"[/i] [b]He asked, rubbing the cracks that ran along his skin. It was if he was made of clay....[/b] [i]"Just your company..."[/i] [b]Lana looked up, a simple smile across her face, which Seth did not return.[/b] [i]"Oh! And this!"[/i] [b]She held up Damien's band to Seth, who seemed... Slightly amused... Slightly.[/b] [i]"My mouse is a thief..."[/i]
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"A good one at that, considering the guy she took it from." [i] Lance said with a grin. Even though he had a strange feeling Damien had let her take it. Or maybe he was just that oblivious..there was no telling. Looking at Seth made Lance wonder about Lana's friends as a whole. Were they completely sentient? Or did Lana control everything they did, just like she controlled their existence! [/i]
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 10/11/2016 4:43:28 AM[b]Seth had already guessed it was Damien's. He knew the look Lana gave him... Like he was some kind of... Protector or father. It burned him up inside. It was his nature. He had been built to fill Lana's biggest gap... The gap of love. He was callous... He was rude... But he had been the first thing to ever love and take care of her... At least... After her accident.[/b] [i]"I'm sure Damien will get it back... Now... Why are we up on this tree?"[/i] [i]"I was chasing Alphonse with my eyes covered."[/i] [b]Seth sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his index finger and thumb, more than distressed.[/b] [i]"I don't understand how you aren't missing limbs at this point. And this guy over here probably wouldn't mind taking a few either."[/i] [b]Seth shot Lance an accusing stare before leaping off the branch and landing like a brick at the bottom, landing the same he had been positioned before.[/b]
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"Yes Seth, because I'm into dismembering small girls." [i] Lance said sarcastically, glaring at him. He saw the look Seth had in his eyes, that If Lance were to try anything he'd be on him in an instant. Not that he would, but he could guess the role Seth played in her life. Perhaps it'd be easier to ask Seth about Lana than Lana herself.. [/i]
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 10/11/2016 5:18:42 AM[i]"Freak..."[/i] [b]He spat, not facing Lance as he caught a small leaf and crumpled it in his hand.[/b] [i]"Hey! I'm not small!"[/i] [b]Lana piped up defiantly, Seth nature common place for her at this point, so she just ignored him.[/b]
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"Sorry. Fun size." [i] Lance said absentmindedly while staring at Seth, his eyebrow twitching in annoyance. This guy was getting more annoying and less intriguing.[/i] "I guess they don't have sarcasm where you come from." [i] Given where he came from was most likely Lana's head... that was beside the point.[/i]
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[b]Seth said nothing, his eyes trained on something distant as Lana finished her paper throwing weapon. She pocketed it away quickly in her scarf and looked down at Seth. Something was certainly off... The look she gave him was distant and uncaring... Like he was a stranger... Some mutual bond between the pair had been severed[/b] [i]"Hey Mister, where did you come from?"[/i] [b]Lana piped up, Alphonse tumbling around in the grass near Seth, who only turned to watch in annoyance.[/b]
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[i] Something told Lance Seth was the one who'd done something piss Lana off. He was the brash and rude one, Lance couldn't for the life of him think of something Lana could do to make someone like Seth mad.[/i] "Everywhere..nowhere.. I haven't had a straight answer to that question in a long time." [i] He says with a smile. [/i]
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[i]"Oh... So you are a nomad like me."[/i] [b]She grinned under her mask, the pupils of her eyes widening strangely. She was like something out of a fairy tale... Something that just didn't belong.[/b] [i]"And you are dangerous too... And you're scary. But in a good way."[/i] [b]With that, Lana popped to her feet, looking down at Seth. And as if on que, he angled himself slightly, Lana leaping off the branch plummeting towards him, catching his fan and pulling herself onto his shoulders.[/b] [i]"Somewhere you wanted to go...?"[/i] [i]"No... The tree is just uncomfortable."[/i] [b]Her voice had turned flat when talking to him... Giving her an almost threatening aura.[/b]
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"Yeah, I suppose I am." [i] He says, smiling at her. They didn't call him Ronin for nothing. [/i] "You think I'm scary in a good way..?" [i] He asked, tilting his head in slight confusion as she hopped onto Seth's shoulders. That was a statement only Lana could make sense of. [/i]
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[i]"Yeah... Scary enough to scare the bad guys away."[/i] [b]She said, looking up at him. Seth on the other hand had pulled a large Cuban cigar from his massive black pocket and chomped down on the butt-end, lighting it a small red lighter.[/b] [i]"You know that's bad for you..."[/i] [i]"Hrmph."[/i] [b]Seth shook his head in somber nothingness and looks up at Lance, his eyes his most distinguishing feature. Black except for red irises that blurred into darker yellows.[/b] [i]"We should probably go and return the band now, Lana..."[/i] [i]"Mister Damien can wait... He's probably asleep anyways."[/i] [b]Seth shrugged and let out a deep breath, only for Alphonse to come by and swoop the cigar out of his mouth.[/b] [i]"You little bastard..."[/i]
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"She's right, smoking will kill you." [i] A somber joke from someone who had killed people. [/i] [i] Although, Lance barely stifled a laugh as Alphonse stole Seth's cigar.[/i] "See? Even the owl griffin knows."
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 10/11/2016 8:49:29 PM[i]"Ridiculous... The animal is just insane."[/i] [b]Seth pulled a large kunai from his sleeve, twirling it around his finger before launching it Alphonse, cutting his cigar and sending a spray of ashes and embers into the squawking.[/b] [b]In burst of laughter Seth, plopped down, his chest heaving from amusement.[/b] [i]"Seth! That was horrible!"[/i] [i]"Awh come on... No harm no foul... Besides, the little bugger deserves it."[/i] [b]Seth turned to Alphonse who was furiously rubbing ash from his eyes, his paws ruffling the fur around his face.[/b] [b]In anger, Lana pushed up and seemingly glided up to the branch, scooping up Alphonse and cleaning his face.[/b] [i]"You can't do that, Seth... He's just an animal playing around. He doesn't understand."[/i] [i]"Pfft. He can play, but I can't?"[/i] [b]Seth shoots his head back, arms folding as he rolled his eyes, a crack peeling along his forehead.[/b]
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"Freak." [i] Lance muttered in Seth's direction, a smirk crossing his face. People didn't get to be jerks without reprehension. Lana was right, he was only an animal.[/i]
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 10/12/2016 6:19:47 AM[i]"Don't test my limits, Cold-Eyes... I don't need you stunting my brain growth."[/i] [b]Lana looked down at Seth, worry catching her gaze. He was volatile... But not like this... This was blatant verbal assault, and Seth barely talked in the first place. She hadn't been with him a lot lately because of his shorter fuse...[/b] [i]"Seth... Quiet..."[/i] [i]"I don't need it from you either. All of you are the same... Sensitive failures."[/i] [b]Seth got to his feet, dusting himself off, a sense of dread surrounding him as another crack ran up his neck and across his nose.[/b] [i]"Ridiculous..."[/i] [b]He breathed, his tone turning hostile.[/b]
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"We can go right now, Dropped Porcelain." [i] Lance said with a sneer, mocking the cracks on his skin. There was nothing more in this world he hated than a bully. And that's what Seth was looking like to Lana. Senseless insults. [/i]
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[i]"Pfft. Assuming you can throw a punch..."[/i] [i]"Seth...! What's wrong with you?"[/i] [b]Lana stared at her companion, the tall man cracking once more, as if ready to burst open.[/b] [i]"Enough! I'm sick of this! I'm sick of being tied down! I'm sick of being a slave! You have no right to tell me what I have to do! I demand freedom!"[/i] [b]Seth scowled, his body trembling with raw emotion. Lana winced and looked down, her eyes hidden from view.[/b] [i]"I can't..."[/i] [b]She mumbled, Seth grunting in response. He turned, rubbing a hand over his cheek, feeling the cracks in his skin, giving him a clay appearance.[/b] [i]"Ridiculous..."[/i] [b]He repeated, sick of being forced to love something he wasn't entirely sure he actually cared about. If he was free... A real being... Would he still care about Lana? Would she even let him go? It made him hateful... His love and empathy fading as dark thoughts filled his mind.[/b] [b]Lana could only throw Lance an apologetic look, unable to explain Seth's newfound behavior. He... Ha D.C. hanged recently. First the ramblings of dark things... His outbursts and violent tendencies... Gone was the cool and collected warrior with less words than a fish... Now a savage and bitter creature with little emotion to others.[/b]
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"Quit your bitching Fan Boy." [i] Lance mocked his weapons, and the fact he was complaining. In truth, Lance didn't like the weapon Seth carried. People only carried a fan and scythe if they were a master of it. The one man he'd met who had, was indeed a master. Beyond that, even. [/i]
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[b]In a blur, a kunai flew past Lance, a wisp of paper fluttering by as it sparked and slowly crumpled up before exploding on the branch, cracking it, and causing it to bend downward with a wary thunk.[/b] [b]Lana fluttered to another safe perch and dashed along the edge as Alphonse followed behind... She looked down at Seth, startled by his outburst...[/b] [i]"Seth, I demand you to stop!"[/i] [i]"It doesn't work anymore! I don't feel anything anymore!"[/i] [b]He grit his teeth and pulled another explosive kunai, launching it towards Lana only for her to send the origami throwing star into it, which was surpassingly strong enough to send the kunai away... Her origami paper was... Unnatural.[/b]
