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Posted by Rain13 on 08-18-2002 09:34 PM:
No Heart To Feel (closed)
*There were places around the HQ that many didn't know about. Some of the most peaceful were the gardens. Indoor ones. Once beautiful, now over run with weeds, the pillars and statues were broken, chipping lumps of stone. Only a few of the walls that used to somewhat separate the areas still stood. On one of those walls sat a girl with deep blue hair, dressed in a simple white dress.
This decaying place was perhaps the perfect place for her. Neither living, nor dead, though not a vampyre or other such thing. In fact, even she was not quite sure what she could be called other than "undead."
Formerly a Sith Knight of TSE, she had come to practically live there again because of her "brother", the Sith Lord Raine Sarin.
And now she sat, in this forgotten place, her head bowed, making a skull that was on the floor of the place roll back and forth slowly in a strange pattern.*
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-18-2002 09:55 PM:
Varlon had decided to come to that very garden the same day, after his children had went off doing their own things yet again as usual, leaving him for the most part alone. Unlike normal, the Sith Lord's gaze was at his feet and his step more of a shuffle, his mind obviously set on things not quite so pleasant. He continued to follow along the worn trail that had once given a clear way through the garden, which had become a jungle in its own right, having been unkept for quite some time. Varlon finally came to a stop when the skull rolled up and against his boot, prompting him to look up and around for the mischevious Sith.
"Hello?" He called out as he searched around both visually, and for any traces of the Force he could recognize.
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-18-2002 10:09 PM:
"Hello."
*As the skull stopped moving, the female echoed the Sith Lord's question as a reply, her head was still bowed, but she had felt him coming. It took strength she never knew not to run off deeper into the garden, just to avoid feeling the presence of the man standing only a few feet from her. Her eyes opened slowly and looked down, somewhat focusing on the reddish blotches that stained her dress. It had been a long time since she had killed anyone, and this blood was not someone else's, but hers alone. It stained her cheeks as well, the blood having stitched itself to her tears that had been falling from her eyes only moments before. Her view was still tinted red from the remains that stayed where the others on her dress had been.*
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-18-2002 10:18 PM:
"Rain?" Varlon said as he blinked, finally spotting her in the somewhat dim light. "What brought you here?"
He asked as he started to walk over to her, careful not to crush the skull underfoot as he walked. Even though he hadn't crushed the skull, his footfalls damaged and destroyed weeds, twigs, and brush alike as he neared her.
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-18-2002 10:28 PM:
"Does it truly matter?"
*Her long fingertips tapped the top of the wall, near where she sat. The movement with both of her hands was sudden, and strange. With no real purpose.*
"I am here, because this is where I chose to be."
*Her voice was a sickening monotone, a thick mask of emotionless safety that covered up a festering wound of pain that she felt by having the Sith Lord talk to her once again.
The waves in the force that were coming from her were, confusing, alarming; a mixture of fear, anger and nonsense that came from only one type of people. And many of them were either lost to the universe, or locked away in padded rooms to prevent them from harming others...or themselves.*
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-18-2002 10:35 PM:
"Well, I hope that I'm not disturbing you by being here," He said quietly, a noticable pang of hurt in his voice, a mixture of his children's greater truancy in the past few days, and his wife's demise not long ago. "I was kind of hoping to have someone like yourself to speak to…
"I'd have went to Raine, but he's been so… preoccupied lately."
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-18-2002 10:49 PM:
"If you wish to speak with someone like me, I suggest visiting an asylum. Or a grave yard. I know of a few nice ones on Coruscant."
*She laughed slightly, but her gaze was still downcast, thick, wet strands of dark blue hair covering her face.*
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-18-2002 10:54 PM:
"You know that I've never been at home talking to anyone less than you," He said with a grin that was obvious he fought to make. "I've got things on my mind, as do you. Care to speak to eachother of them and get it off our shoulders?"
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-18-2002 11:02 PM:
*She finally looked up at him, the blood-tinted tears still remaining in her eyes, one escaping and rolling down her cheek as she raised an eyebrow and gave him a strange look.*
"Oh please, Varlon. I do not need a therapist, nor am I one. And what do you want me to tell you anyway?"
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-18-2002 11:06 PM:
"I came basically to talk about my family," The Lord said with a noticable sigh this time. "About Alexander and Takai..."
"They've run off… again."
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-18-2002 11:28 PM:
"You speak like I know of them. I've only heard of you speak of their existence."
*There was the sound of shifting fabric as she moved, from her sitting position to laying down on the wall and staring up.*
"That's not the real reason you are here, anyway. You did not even know I was here."
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-19-2002 12:07 AM:
"I was hoping to talk to you a little," He said, knowing that his excuse had failed miserably. "That is, if you'll allow me to, Rain."
Leaning up against the wall, the Lord crossed his arms across his chest slightly. "Besides, I think we need to speak with eachother."
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-19-2002 12:15 AM:
"Why?"
*She moved silently this time, rolling onto her stomach. Rain peered down at the Sith Lord with her two-toned eyes.*
"You remember what happened in Ramas the last time we attempted to talk, don't you?"
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-19-2002 06:30 PM:
"I do recall it, Rain," He spoke as he looked up into her eyes. "But I feel it'll be different this time."
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-19-2002 10:37 PM:
"Really? What makes you think that?"
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-21-2002 10:47 PM:
"Because circumstances of our talking are different this time, Rain," He said quietly while staring off into the forested distance. "Besides... I think you're wanting company."
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-25-2002 01:44 AM:
*She continued to watch the Sith Lord from above. The blank expression staying on her face.*
"Are you so sure of that? I was actually pretty peaceful by myself."
*There was a pause where neither of them spoke again.*
"I'll be leaving again soon. My twin does not want me here. I just came to see how you all were doing here..."
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-25-2002 10:45 PM:
"Why is it you let your twin govern your life, Rain?" Varlon asked as he looked up at her. "Why not make a choice for yourself regarding where you'll stay?"
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-31-2002 09:13 PM:
"Because only he can kill me."
*She let an arm drape out on the wall in front of her and started to pick at the stitches that were holding shut a gaping wound on the underside of it. She could heal it if she wanted to, but she was more entertained by the rough fix up job she had done with the needle and thick thread.*
"It's not easy being like this, you know..?"
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 09-05-2002 11:33 AM:
"I thought you had said you couldn't die, Rain," Varlon said as he flashed a slight smirk. "And if you cannot die, how can he govern your life? And I cannot honestly say I know what it is like to be in your position…"
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Posted by Rain13 on 09-05-2002 11:47 AM:
*She frowned and sent a small rock at him from the ground.*
"Smartass."
"You know very well what I mean by that. He can destroy me...none other can. Though, I'm not sure if he knows how, but I don't want to find out."
*A slight smirk played across her lips.*
"And I thought you would understand exactly what I mean. You are Shinigami still, are you not? Or has the God of Death lost his title to another?"
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 09-05-2002 08:32 PM:
He batted the small rock away from him before grinning up at her. "I thought you were referring to picking at stitches," He said with a chuckle. "And yes, I am still your 'beloved Shinigami.'"
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Posted by Rain13 on 09-08-2002 01:00 AM:
"Oh please. Don't ever tell me that you never picked at a wound of yours. I do it a lot...Mental ones, mainly."
*Her voice seemed to trail off as she spoke and when she had finished talking, a slight sigh escaped from her.*
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 09-08-2002 06:21 PM:
"I never had the chance to, Rain. They never would let me…" He said in a low tone, obviously not wanting to discuss that particular element of his past.
No Heart To Feel (closed)
*There were places around the HQ that many didn't know about. Some of the most peaceful were the gardens. Indoor ones. Once beautiful, now over run with weeds, the pillars and statues were broken, chipping lumps of stone. Only a few of the walls that used to somewhat separate the areas still stood. On one of those walls sat a girl with deep blue hair, dressed in a simple white dress.
This decaying place was perhaps the perfect place for her. Neither living, nor dead, though not a vampyre or other such thing. In fact, even she was not quite sure what she could be called other than "undead."
Formerly a Sith Knight of TSE, she had come to practically live there again because of her "brother", the Sith Lord Raine Sarin.
And now she sat, in this forgotten place, her head bowed, making a skull that was on the floor of the place roll back and forth slowly in a strange pattern.*
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-18-2002 09:55 PM:
Varlon had decided to come to that very garden the same day, after his children had went off doing their own things yet again as usual, leaving him for the most part alone. Unlike normal, the Sith Lord's gaze was at his feet and his step more of a shuffle, his mind obviously set on things not quite so pleasant. He continued to follow along the worn trail that had once given a clear way through the garden, which had become a jungle in its own right, having been unkept for quite some time. Varlon finally came to a stop when the skull rolled up and against his boot, prompting him to look up and around for the mischevious Sith.
"Hello?" He called out as he searched around both visually, and for any traces of the Force he could recognize.
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-18-2002 10:09 PM:
"Hello."
*As the skull stopped moving, the female echoed the Sith Lord's question as a reply, her head was still bowed, but she had felt him coming. It took strength she never knew not to run off deeper into the garden, just to avoid feeling the presence of the man standing only a few feet from her. Her eyes opened slowly and looked down, somewhat focusing on the reddish blotches that stained her dress. It had been a long time since she had killed anyone, and this blood was not someone else's, but hers alone. It stained her cheeks as well, the blood having stitched itself to her tears that had been falling from her eyes only moments before. Her view was still tinted red from the remains that stayed where the others on her dress had been.*
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-18-2002 10:18 PM:
"Rain?" Varlon said as he blinked, finally spotting her in the somewhat dim light. "What brought you here?"
He asked as he started to walk over to her, careful not to crush the skull underfoot as he walked. Even though he hadn't crushed the skull, his footfalls damaged and destroyed weeds, twigs, and brush alike as he neared her.
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-18-2002 10:28 PM:
"Does it truly matter?"
*Her long fingertips tapped the top of the wall, near where she sat. The movement with both of her hands was sudden, and strange. With no real purpose.*
"I am here, because this is where I chose to be."
*Her voice was a sickening monotone, a thick mask of emotionless safety that covered up a festering wound of pain that she felt by having the Sith Lord talk to her once again.
The waves in the force that were coming from her were, confusing, alarming; a mixture of fear, anger and nonsense that came from only one type of people. And many of them were either lost to the universe, or locked away in padded rooms to prevent them from harming others...or themselves.*
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-18-2002 10:35 PM:
"Well, I hope that I'm not disturbing you by being here," He said quietly, a noticable pang of hurt in his voice, a mixture of his children's greater truancy in the past few days, and his wife's demise not long ago. "I was kind of hoping to have someone like yourself to speak to…
"I'd have went to Raine, but he's been so… preoccupied lately."
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-18-2002 10:49 PM:
"If you wish to speak with someone like me, I suggest visiting an asylum. Or a grave yard. I know of a few nice ones on Coruscant."
*She laughed slightly, but her gaze was still downcast, thick, wet strands of dark blue hair covering her face.*
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-18-2002 10:54 PM:
"You know that I've never been at home talking to anyone less than you," He said with a grin that was obvious he fought to make. "I've got things on my mind, as do you. Care to speak to eachother of them and get it off our shoulders?"
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-18-2002 11:02 PM:
*She finally looked up at him, the blood-tinted tears still remaining in her eyes, one escaping and rolling down her cheek as she raised an eyebrow and gave him a strange look.*
"Oh please, Varlon. I do not need a therapist, nor am I one. And what do you want me to tell you anyway?"
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-18-2002 11:06 PM:
"I came basically to talk about my family," The Lord said with a noticable sigh this time. "About Alexander and Takai..."
"They've run off… again."
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-18-2002 11:28 PM:
"You speak like I know of them. I've only heard of you speak of their existence."
*There was the sound of shifting fabric as she moved, from her sitting position to laying down on the wall and staring up.*
"That's not the real reason you are here, anyway. You did not even know I was here."
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-19-2002 12:07 AM:
"I was hoping to talk to you a little," He said, knowing that his excuse had failed miserably. "That is, if you'll allow me to, Rain."
Leaning up against the wall, the Lord crossed his arms across his chest slightly. "Besides, I think we need to speak with eachother."
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-19-2002 12:15 AM:
"Why?"
*She moved silently this time, rolling onto her stomach. Rain peered down at the Sith Lord with her two-toned eyes.*
"You remember what happened in Ramas the last time we attempted to talk, don't you?"
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-19-2002 06:30 PM:
"I do recall it, Rain," He spoke as he looked up into her eyes. "But I feel it'll be different this time."
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-19-2002 10:37 PM:
"Really? What makes you think that?"
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-21-2002 10:47 PM:
"Because circumstances of our talking are different this time, Rain," He said quietly while staring off into the forested distance. "Besides... I think you're wanting company."
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-25-2002 01:44 AM:
*She continued to watch the Sith Lord from above. The blank expression staying on her face.*
"Are you so sure of that? I was actually pretty peaceful by myself."
*There was a pause where neither of them spoke again.*
"I'll be leaving again soon. My twin does not want me here. I just came to see how you all were doing here..."
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 08-25-2002 10:45 PM:
"Why is it you let your twin govern your life, Rain?" Varlon asked as he looked up at her. "Why not make a choice for yourself regarding where you'll stay?"
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Posted by Rain13 on 08-31-2002 09:13 PM:
"Because only he can kill me."
*She let an arm drape out on the wall in front of her and started to pick at the stitches that were holding shut a gaping wound on the underside of it. She could heal it if she wanted to, but she was more entertained by the rough fix up job she had done with the needle and thick thread.*
"It's not easy being like this, you know..?"
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 09-05-2002 11:33 AM:
"I thought you had said you couldn't die, Rain," Varlon said as he flashed a slight smirk. "And if you cannot die, how can he govern your life? And I cannot honestly say I know what it is like to be in your position…"
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Posted by Rain13 on 09-05-2002 11:47 AM:
*She frowned and sent a small rock at him from the ground.*
"Smartass."
"You know very well what I mean by that. He can destroy me...none other can. Though, I'm not sure if he knows how, but I don't want to find out."
*A slight smirk played across her lips.*
"And I thought you would understand exactly what I mean. You are Shinigami still, are you not? Or has the God of Death lost his title to another?"
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 09-05-2002 08:32 PM:
He batted the small rock away from him before grinning up at her. "I thought you were referring to picking at stitches," He said with a chuckle. "And yes, I am still your 'beloved Shinigami.'"
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Posted by Rain13 on 09-08-2002 01:00 AM:
"Oh please. Don't ever tell me that you never picked at a wound of yours. I do it a lot...Mental ones, mainly."
*Her voice seemed to trail off as she spoke and when she had finished talking, a slight sigh escaped from her.*
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Posted by Varlon Konrad on 09-08-2002 06:21 PM:
"I never had the chance to, Rain. They never would let me…" He said in a low tone, obviously not wanting to discuss that particular element of his past.