[h1][color=Gold]Mars[/color][/h1]

After a while, Mars exited his meditation, feeling better in a physical sense, if not an emotional one. As he contemplated his troubles, he thought back to the dagger at the Kindergarten, how he'd felt upon holding it. He was certain that the weapon had been a connection to his past life, and he wondered if there were other things there that would help him know more. Maybe there was something that could give him some positive memories for once.

With his idea set, he walked back to the temple to let Candice know of his departure and to ask her to meet him at her home once she was finished up here. After that, he took of in the direction of his birthplace, moving so fast that he reached the area in half the time it took him and Candice to walk there, maybe even a third. He slowed down once he entered the area, looking around for signs of anything that could jog his memory. Unfortunately, nothing came to mind, everything was just meaningless trash to him. He was just about to give up when he heard a seance noise nearby.

Curiosity taking hold, he followed the found to the sigh t of a new gem being born, crawling her way through the dirt, before looking around at her surroundings. Mars stay hidden from sight for awhile, before deciding to help her out in his own special way. He took a few steps back, than ram got ward before launching into a mighty leap. He planned on landing in front, but he miscalculated and instead smashed into the wall high above her. A groan of pain, follows by long fall, then a short crash, and Moonstone would find herself confronted with Naea as he struggled to pull himself from a him shaped crater in the ground, clearly a little fuse from the endeavor.

"Hey there, friend, I'm Mars," he said in a chipper tone, though it was clear he was in pain, he seemed to be igniting it unfavorable of trying to make the new gem feel better. "I know you must be confused tight now, but don't worry, I'm ready to answer nearl any question you may have, but first, one of my own. What would your name be? That's the sound you make with your speaking bits that you and others address you by, such as my own, Mars, ory friend's name, Candice.

[@Guardian Angel Haruki]

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