originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b]The world's saddest something...[/b]
Quincy was off somewhere, trying to stay calm after hearing of Kari's, and his family's, death. He had decided to break out his cello, setting it up in an echoy room somewhere in the Dojo. It was far from everywhere else and he liked that...
He began getting himself in tune as he played the string portion of a song a friend taught him long ago.
"I tried to walk together
But the night was growing dark
Thought you were beside me
But I reached and you were gone
Sometimes I hear you calling
From some lost and distant shore
I hear you crying softly for the way it was before
Where are you now
Are you lost
Will I find you again
Are you alone
Are you afraid
Are you searching for me
Why did you go I had to stay
Now I'm reaching for you
Will you wait, will you wait
Will I see you again
You took it with you when you left
These scars are just a trace
Now it wonders lost and wounded
This heart that I misplaced
Where are you now
Are you lost
Will I find you again
Are you alone
Are you afraid
Are you searching for me
Why did you go I had to stay
Now I'm reaching for you
Will you wait, will you wait
Will I see you again..."
He took a shaky breath before kneeling, closing his eyes and letting his head sag as he cried over his friend's unfair passing. He had no idea about what had happened to Sketch. Yet.
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"Nice job my little furry friend..." [i]The voice was feminine. You couldn't see the source of it, but the sarcasm was obvious, as was the ill intent behind it.[/i]
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He could sense the sarcasm and ill intent quite clearly. "Don't call me that..." he said as he stood, walking out of the room. He was sick of the name calling, the physical abuse he received from people in the dojo, members included. He walked out of the building, wrapping his whiteout cloak around him and wandering into the woods as a snow storm kicked in.
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[i]The woman pursued him.[/i] "Where ya goin there buddy?"
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"Away..." he said, jumping down into a hole that lead to some sort of tunnel.
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[i]Again, she followed.[/i] "Now just why would that be?"
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"Because of people like you..." he said, picking up a rock embedded with crystals from an old table.
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"Oh? And who are 'people like me'?"
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He crushed the rock, teleporting somewhere else. He reappeared in the large room, packing up his things.
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[i]She shot it out of his hand before he could.[/i]
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Edited by Quincy_Frost: 12/31/2016 5:24:05 PM[spoiler]This is what i was talking about in chat...[/spoiler] He yelps as he drops the rock. It clanks against the ground, making a loud echo. "What the heck was that for?" he yells.
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"Can't have you running away now, can I?"
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"Well why not!? I've never done anything to you!"
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"You really don't know a thing about me do you?"
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"Not in the slightest." he said.
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"Well, for starters, I'm just a [i]slight[/i] bit insane." [i]She steps forward, her crimson hair slightly visible, as was the outline of her body.[/i]
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He raised an eyebrow. "That makes two of us. Why do you bother me so much?"
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"First time I've bothered you buddy. Gonna be the last too."
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"Is that so?" he asks.
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"Is that so?" he asks. (you do not have permission to kill Q)
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[spoiler]permission to butt in when he goes for the hit? Permission by him has been granted.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]what?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]when HK goes in to skin quincy ' s legs, I plan to have remenoodle, the character which, a few months ago, had a verbally scathing first meeting with quincy 'drop in' (literally) and make one of those 'he may be an X, but he's my X.' Esque speaches. HK had already agreed, so I need your final confirmation.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]So Q doesnt get his legs skinned then? If so, i confirm.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]well, I can't godmod and be certain, but it's most likely.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Mk. At this point, im fine with anything as long as Q doesnt die.[/spoiler]