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 Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 8:25 pm
Please post your personal craft if any here in the slot below.
Landing pad 1: Reserved
Landing pad 2: Flame Rider, property of Jet.
Landing pad 3: reserved
Landing pad 4: Eclipse Shadow, registered to a Lord Illuminatus.
Landing pad 5: Silent Death, Winter (A Raven Among Doves)
Landing pad 6: vacant
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 9:03 pm
Yuki was in front of the exit to the landing pad. She was looking up at the clouds, which were tinted a weird light purple color. "Probably pollution. Or maybe..." she said to herself.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 9:13 pm
Illuminatus's glossy black ship stood before her with its ramp extended and down. Illuminatus stood at the top, without his spiky armor or visorband, just a simple set of black robes. "I thought you'd come," he said. "Come on in." He gestured for her to come up into his fairly large craft.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 9:25 pm
Yuki kept her guard, just in case he was planning on kidnapping her or something worse (sorry, just needed to say that!! xd ^^; ). She went inside, looking at the ship inside. It had a rather eerie feeling to her, as if something were to suddenly pop out scaring the wits out of someone. She kept walking forward and stopped at a black door. This must be it, since it has all the black and creepy decor... she thought to herself.
((Sure! I should take one myself! XP )
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 10:02 pm
Beyond the door was a spiral staircase, leading upwards to a long room studded with large windows, going all the way to the nose of the roughly triangular ship. Oddly, the interior of the ship was white carpet, soft blue lighting and silver accents. The evil feel of the engine and inventing room disappeared, as Illuminatus led her to a cluster of what looked like clear gel beanbag chairs filled with clear blue oil. "Suspensor chairs," he told her. "Gel inside makes them really comfortable." He sighed, running a hand over the smooth surface of his chair. "I never bothered to make the decor match my new stuff, like in my tower residence on Sarádwan," he commented with a sad smile. He then leaned forward in his chair, razor-sharp gaze tearing into her. "I guess I should tell you why I am the way I am, and why Malachor's dark power seems to follow me. I went there, not out of curiosity or exploration, but because there was a tear in my heart, a gaping hole I had to fill. Several years ago, my organization, the Order of Twilight and Shadow, ruled Sarádwan successfully for a while, but then a group of rebel magicians and Sith tried to seize power for their own. I was on the advisory committee, all very young and full of ideas. My, well, girlfriend I guess, was also on that committee. When the attack began, everything crumbled. We tried to escape to my ship, but among the black rock spires of my home, evil was waiting. They preformed some horrible spell or used some weapon that created a blast of unnaturally hot fire. It shot towards us, and I reached out for Serah. It was like slow motion, her hair singing and her skin blackening and peeling away. I tripped and fell behind a rock, surviving the blast. My god, how I wish I did not."
He shuddered and continued. "I see that moment every night. I don't sleep. I kept myself alive with pure hatred and longing for revenge. But I felt empty, when rage is supposed to fill you with fire. So I went to the most taboo planet in all the galaxy. Malachor V. There I let myself be filled by shadow and cruelty. But it was too much. I could not totally give in to it, however much I tried, stretched over the line between light and dark. There are people that live there, evil people who looked for and found power, and I killed many of them to test myself. I fought like one who was already dead, and was disappointed when none could stand against me. I left, full of shadow and no longer aching inside, but only this dreadful cold that always surrounds me. I convinced myself that I enjoyed it, but I don't. Whatever drink you gave me cleared my heart and head for a moment. I want to go with you to find these springs and try to undo this shadow, which I thought was impossible until I met you."
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 11:22 am
Yuki, still standing up, tried to take everything in for a moment. She found out that the man in front of her has gone through too much. "They... can heal you. The waters." she said, walking over to the chair next to him. She sat down and took out the vile again. "But, you have to forget everything. You can't be healed if you choose to keep revenge and hatred in your heart." she said calmly, trying not to get him angry. She chose her words carefully. "You... should let go of it... all of it. I mean, what good will it do you if, after everything else we do, you decide to seek for vengeance and your heart is swallowed in dark thoughts again?" she explained, hoping he would at least understand that. She put the vile in her pocket again, so she wouldn't leave it behind. "I can help you through all of it. But, I can probably help so little. I know I'm someone with little power, and I'm someone who's not the best in healing terms or good with expressing my own feelings, but.." she said, looking down at her hands with a somewhat forced smile. "..but, I promise I'll try my best." she said, smiling for real this time. Her cheeks were tinted a light pink, which probably meant she was either holding back tears or blushing a little.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 4:15 pm
"I will let go of hatred," he vowed. "And everything that comes with it. When I finally did retake Sarádwan, my revenge did not bring me the happiness that I thought it would. It was only emptiness, like the power of Malachor." He took her hand in his own, and without any gauntlets or armor he no longer seemed intimidating or very evil at all. "There's no one else I'd rather have lead me there. We can apply for a mission from Jet after he's done yelling at us."
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 7:09 pm
Yuki's heart beat faster, surprised at what he did. She looked at their hands and then looked over at him. "Well, I'm glad I could be of some help. I'll try my best to help you find the springs! Ha ha!" she said, laughing a little nervous. She usually was never like that in front of anyone, but she was making sure he didn't turn out to be one of those freaks who act nice or look evil when they're really just sick perverts. She got up and pointed with enthusiasm towards the exit. "And now... oh, we face Jet. Aww, man! Jet!" she wined, not wanting to get yelled at.
(( I am soooooooooooo sorry!! gonk My connection was being mean! It hates me!! crying gonk ))
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 7:31 pm
"Hold on a moment," said Illuminatus. He walked out of the room, and there was the pneumatic hiss of a door as he entered his bedroom. After a while, he came out again. "I thought I was beginning to look like a Goth," he joked. His black battle-ready outfit was gone, replaced by a calm blue shirt and gray cargo pants topped off with a deep sea-green cape and hood, all traced around the edges with sliver runes. Back on Illuminatus's planet, this was considered very fashionable dress indeed. He didn't even grab his visorband or weapon belt or anything. Catching up with Yuki, he said, "Don't worry about Jet. Just be very polite with him and he'll be fair. And hey, if we'd done exactly how he wanted I wouldn't be alive." They exited his ship, and as Illuminatus walked with Yuki to Heir Spire, he felt different. Not happy, or anything close to it, but different. Not as empty as he felt before.
<¡No te preocupes! I'm not at my computer all day, (nor would I want to be) so it's fine if you can't post as often as you want to. Oh, and on a completely different subject, do you like Juanes, Chayanne or Luis Fonsi? They're my favorite Spanish musicians. I can't understand everything they say yet, but I can always get the feeling and meaning of the song.>
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 7:42 pm
"It's not like I was gonna be mean or anything. And you would so be alive. I'd just have to save you... again." she teased, wondering if he'd get pissed. "Anyway, seeing you dress normally... doesn't seem normal at all. It looks good, just not used to it." she admited, saying without thinking as she did and once she thought she wondered if she had hurt his feelings. She smacked herself in the forehead, making a loud smack sound. Why do I always do that? she thought to herself.
(( Los he escuchado.. Juanes me gusta, pero no como a mi mama... stare I'm not really into spanish musicians! XD I guess when you hear too much of it, you get bored... that's why you like them, too... you got bored with what they always played in the radio. Anyways... Chayanne y Luis Fonsi no me atraen tanto, pero Enrique Iglesias sí!!! whee I used to have a crush on him when his first CD came out! 3nodding ))
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 7:54 pm
"And somehow that'd end up angering Jet, and we'd be in the same situation," he joked back. Illuminatus had been somewhat self-conscious about his change in clothes. He used to wear his old outfit only to battle, but it had become his full time outfit since the Fall. At Yuki's comment he blushed subtly and looked away down the long row of planes and starcraft.
<>
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 8:04 pm
"Uh, what I meant to say was that you look attractive in it." she said, not thinking clearly again. "Uh-- wait! I mean... that's not what I wanted to say! No, wait... it was, but it wasn't exactly that-- it was-- uh..." she said, stumbling on her words, freaking out about what she said. "Uh, nevermind, just ignore me." she said, hiding her face in her left hand, trying not to look at him after the fool she'd just made of herself. Her cheeks were red, blushing furiously. Man, how could I have said all that? I have to think more clearly! ..................Though... she thought and peeked a quick glance at him. .. he really does look very much attractive in casual clothing. she admited in her mind.
(( weird music is fine with me! 3nodding I mostly listen to anything on the radio or on Tv.. except for rap, bachata (a really crappy type of music ), and reggeaton... do you know what it is?))
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2007 8:45 pm
Illuminatus did not say anything, because he was rendered speechless by a sudden, strong feeling. It took him a while, but he realized it was happiness. Then a moment later, he realized just how pretty she looked, but was tongue-tied. He had not expected, not in a million years, to actually be happy again, much less be happy because of someone else again. "Thanks," he was finally able to say. "But you always look great." He spent the next few moments blushing deeply and getting angry at himself for not being more articulate.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 8:57 pm
Yuki blushed at his comment, peeking over to just see him blushing too. "Th-thanks..." she responded in a small, quiet voice. She never did bother to take a look at what she wore, but anything, no matter what, did always look good on her. Even if it was some baggy, military jeans, a black tank top, a brown jacket, and her black running shoes. She always had to wear comfortable shoes, none of those high heels or anything.
(( We'll continue in the war room! >< Sowwy about your day! xp ))
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 9:14 pm
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