VecNeither late nor completely on time; Hato had found himself standing off to the side. Waiting while others filed in and got themselves situated. To have to wait for such an important meeting was beyond aggravating but he suppose to those that sat at the head of clans and whole countries, time was something they had plenty of. A thing that others should be willing to give up for them.
He probably shouldn't think like that but what other choice did he have when they literally walked in late for one of the most important meetings to date, probably the most important of their time. He sighed openly and lightly, his slender hand reaching up to twiddle the onyx magatama jewel in his right ear to calm himself.
Next to him, he heard the deep chuckle of a man; it could only be Akira. A muscular giant who he had called friend for three years now, a man who's 6'7” brawn had not been easily hidden by a violet cloak and stringy blonde hair. “A bit annoyed, leader?”
Compared to Akira, he miles well of been a twig, but if one looked beyond his companion, they'd see he was tense with lean muscles himself. “Aye,” he answer casually, uncaring if his youthful voice reached the ears of the others.
“You should see yourself. The picture of ease in a room full of enemies. I'm jealous O' fearless leader of ours,” Ori plugged in, her own ravenous hair styled in a wavy bangs over her forehead, and a sideways ponytail. Her golden eyes were predatory on her happiest of days. She was damn-near feral in a room of potential adversaries. “I can't wait to tell the guys back home about this.”
“If everything goes as plan, I'll be right along with you,” Akira responded before dipping low to Hato's ear. “I hope you can pull this off, leader. I don't know if I'm comfortable with you sticking your neck out there like this.”
Hato pull the ashen cloak down from his mouth while simultaneously keeping Shinkyo's porcelain blade from shuffling off his back. “This is our only chance of having all the leaders in one spot. I don't have much of a choice,” Answered the careless, bronze haired, youth.
Though she didn't say anything, he could feel Ori's eyes fall on the side of his face. Her slender fist clenching at her side. She was feeling nervous too, what he was going to put forth could very-well cause an uproar, and in the process, with tensions already high, spark a war. He probably should ease her mind a bit.
“Whats the matter Ori, don't have faith in White Wing Hato?” He asked her.
“Of course I do, leader,” She reassured him hastily. “Its the others that I lack faith in.”
“Aye,” He responded, nether agreeing nor disagreeing. “If not in the individual than have faith in humanity. Have faith in Tsubasa.”
Akira chuckled, more like smirked to himself. “It should be easy enough with you leading us Hato. That sharingan of yours is legendary in the Water Country. Sure enough anyone would think twice about attacking us.”
Hato let out a short “Hmm”. Honestly, any of them could had been stronger than him. After all, he was still young and inexperienced. Genetics, charm, and luck could only take him so far. He treated everyday as if it was his last.
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I got something up. if you wanted specifically for us to run Genji, let me know and I'll edit it.
Naraal Vrail, The Hask
Sweat stuck to his skin after the skirmish he had with Master Kadan. He had to admit that the Dark Side... no, The Sith, was a formidable bunch. He was lucky to had made it this far, to had been placed in such a fortunate position, he realized. The Source believed him to be weak; he knew this much to be true. Since he had arrived, he'd only been spoken as so, it made him wonder if the opinions of Suade, Kadan, and now Vera, was right or not.
Regardless if they were, fussing over it in his head would do nothing. He needed to clear it all away, push it to the back. Or better yet organize it all. Taking a seat outside the cockpit, leaning up against its steel side; he closed his eyes and tried to put his emotions in order.
The voice of Suade and Crusade spoke up in his mist-like thoughts; they were, while vastly different in tone, echoing with a guiding presence. Ease up, cleanse the fog and prepare yourself for what may happen. Worst case scenario, you kill more people... He told himself calmly.
Gideon Lilac, Coruscant
As he passed by large towers and sections of the symbol of the Jedi, the grand home of all servants of the Force, he felt an odd feeling pull at his head. He paused in his steps, a tattered boot stopping on its toe as a foreboding over took him. A small fit, undecipherable but attention-grabbing. He moved his golden eyes to the cosmos above, the covered speck of gas hidden by the sky.
“Something... isn't right.”
Sweat stuck to his skin after the skirmish he had with Master Kadan. He had to admit that the Dark Side... no, The Sith, was a formidable bunch. He was lucky to had made it this far, to had been placed in such a fortunate position, he realized. The Source believed him to be weak; he knew this much to be true. Since he had arrived, he'd only been spoken as so, it made him wonder if the opinions of Suade, Kadan, and now Vera, was right or not.
Regardless if they were, fussing over it in his head would do nothing. He needed to clear it all away, push it to the back. Or better yet organize it all. Taking a seat outside the cockpit, leaning up against its steel side; he closed his eyes and tried to put his emotions in order.
The voice of Suade and Crusade spoke up in his mist-like thoughts; they were, while vastly different in tone, echoing with a guiding presence. Ease up, cleanse the fog and prepare yourself for what may happen. Worst case scenario, you kill more people... He told himself calmly.
Gideon Lilac, Coruscant
As he passed by large towers and sections of the symbol of the Jedi, the grand home of all servants of the Force, he felt an odd feeling pull at his head. He paused in his steps, a tattered boot stopping on its toe as a foreboding over took him. A small fit, undecipherable but attention-grabbing. He moved his golden eyes to the cosmos above, the covered speck of gas hidden by the sky.
“Something... isn't right.”
He narrowed his eyes in confusion. The round creature, the one that he had easily overwhelmed just by grabbing his horn was spouting about saving a entire world. If nothing else Tsunomon stirred something in him that he didn't quite understand. It was down there, deep and once unmovable, but every time Tsunomon spoke, that unmovable object shook just a bit.
While the Digimon stared at the ground, Cayden felt himself reaching forward to comfort the furball but that quickly turned to a quaking in his legs as the Earth crumbled near the others. He steadied himself against the thin tree, gripping its smooth bark with a clenched hand. “Tsunomon!” He shouted out, hoping for an explanation.
He was looking for a explanation but in front of him stood something that he wasn't fully prepared to see.
The large horned furball stood defiantly brave, his round back looking strong and faraway. Slowly Cayden's eyes widened. Just what is this...? He wondered to himself, his other hand clenching the pulsing muscles over his heart. Why does he make me flutter?
“Cay, get out of here. I'll handle this. If I can't defeat this Digimon than I have no hope of saving my world.,” He voiced confidently.
“No way! Look at that thing,” He yelled back, pointing at the large, purple, drill-headed monster. “You can't fight that on your own.” Before he knew it, he was standing directly behind Tsunomon with clenched fist, steady legs, and a burning passion. “I'm not sure if I'll help your world but I will help you. Let's do this!”
Whether the others ran or not, he would not let his mind go unspoken; especially if this could be the last time he'd be able to speak. Refusing to tear his eyes from the monster, he shouted out loudly. “If you run from this,” His voice was cold and direct, brutish almost. “Then your cowards!”
“Let's go Tsunomon,” muttered the youth as he ran off in search of some thick branch or heavy rock.
The sound of a smirk came from Digimon. “Alright, Cay. Just watch my back!” He shouted, hopping off towards the dangerous Digimon, a stream of bubbles rushing out his mouth and towards it eyes.
While the Digimon stared at the ground, Cayden felt himself reaching forward to comfort the furball but that quickly turned to a quaking in his legs as the Earth crumbled near the others. He steadied himself against the thin tree, gripping its smooth bark with a clenched hand. “Tsunomon!” He shouted out, hoping for an explanation.
He was looking for a explanation but in front of him stood something that he wasn't fully prepared to see.
The large horned furball stood defiantly brave, his round back looking strong and faraway. Slowly Cayden's eyes widened. Just what is this...? He wondered to himself, his other hand clenching the pulsing muscles over his heart. Why does he make me flutter?
“Cay, get out of here. I'll handle this. If I can't defeat this Digimon than I have no hope of saving my world.,” He voiced confidently.
“No way! Look at that thing,” He yelled back, pointing at the large, purple, drill-headed monster. “You can't fight that on your own.” Before he knew it, he was standing directly behind Tsunomon with clenched fist, steady legs, and a burning passion. “I'm not sure if I'll help your world but I will help you. Let's do this!”
Whether the others ran or not, he would not let his mind go unspoken; especially if this could be the last time he'd be able to speak. Refusing to tear his eyes from the monster, he shouted out loudly. “If you run from this,” His voice was cold and direct, brutish almost. “Then your cowards!”
“Let's go Tsunomon,” muttered the youth as he ran off in search of some thick branch or heavy rock.
The sound of a smirk came from Digimon. “Alright, Cay. Just watch my back!” He shouted, hopping off towards the dangerous Digimon, a stream of bubbles rushing out his mouth and towards it eyes.
I'll have a post up soon enough. I haven't the read IC yet so I'm a bit behind but I'll do that shortly. I can tell the opening post is going to be enjoyable Yosh
Same here, my next post will probably be put up tonight. I had family over lastnight and this morning, so I wasn't "permitted" to be on the lappytoppy.
His voice went unheard as the echoing footsteps of another approached them. Situated near the back, behind all of them but one, he spotted the creature between the spaces of their bodies. He looked, as if once upon a time, he could had been immensely strong. But now the fighter monkey looked to be near death. Glinting, minuscule squares of refracting light drifting from fissure-like wounds. Cayden could only imagine the army that was needed to take him down.
He looks truly strong, He told himself, impressed by the innate strength he sense from the being.
For some reason he felt the odd need to look down at Tsunomon as Gokuwmon was speaking. He felt a odd sensation looking at the round creature tremble. As if he was restraining himself. He wondered why? Gokuwmon appeared admirable, but if he could not save the Digital World... what made him think five kids and their dwarf pets could?
It was really irritating but even he had to admit the potential adventure. While the strings to his heart played a reluctant but somber tune for the disappearance of Gokuwmon, he could only wonder why. He wasn't quite sure what had happened to the ape but it didn't seem like Gokuwmon had a choice in the matter.
Uncertain of the situation, Cayden leaned up against a nearby tree, leans arms folded over his chest, and Tsunomon at his feet; he was silent.
“Cay,” Tsunomon called out, his boyish voice somber; saddened.
“Yea?”
“If you were a King, how would you save your kingdom?”
The strained tone of this creature's voice brought his eye open and onto him; his face was hidden from him. He took a pause before answering. “If my kingdom was in trouble, I'd save it. But i'm not a king and I have no obligation to this world.”
“... but I do,” He growled determined. “I'll save my world.”
He looks truly strong, He told himself, impressed by the innate strength he sense from the being.
For some reason he felt the odd need to look down at Tsunomon as Gokuwmon was speaking. He felt a odd sensation looking at the round creature tremble. As if he was restraining himself. He wondered why? Gokuwmon appeared admirable, but if he could not save the Digital World... what made him think five kids and their dwarf pets could?
It was really irritating but even he had to admit the potential adventure. While the strings to his heart played a reluctant but somber tune for the disappearance of Gokuwmon, he could only wonder why. He wasn't quite sure what had happened to the ape but it didn't seem like Gokuwmon had a choice in the matter.
Uncertain of the situation, Cayden leaned up against a nearby tree, leans arms folded over his chest, and Tsunomon at his feet; he was silent.
“Cay,” Tsunomon called out, his boyish voice somber; saddened.
“Yea?”
“If you were a King, how would you save your kingdom?”
The strained tone of this creature's voice brought his eye open and onto him; his face was hidden from him. He took a pause before answering. “If my kingdom was in trouble, I'd save it. But i'm not a king and I have no obligation to this world.”
“... but I do,” He growled determined. “I'll save my world.”
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DeathstrokeSW said
So, I was thinking, since my Kaleesh is 24, and just recently knighted, how well should he know any of you? Also, will someone take a look at my CS?
While I don't think he would know my Padawan, I do like the species you chose. Haven't seen that species on the Good Side before, I look forward to see his interaction with the others.
Edit: It was a nice entry. I also wrote you in on mines. I want a droid but I'm unsure which type I should bring along.
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Yea but lets keep those meetings short :) that way, we'll have a lot to develop. This will be fun :)
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