Xephirus Cloud
The Echo of Destruction
Xephirus looked across the aisle of the shuttle at the obviously disturbed, yet energetic kid. Xephir scowled as the obviously inexperienced being kept glancing over at him and Xephirus instantly regretted allowing him to follow him... allowing him to live. He clearly did not recognize the forces he was dealing with.
"You shouldn't have followed me to this place boy." He announced with a degree of venom in his voice. The shuttle came to a stop and Xephirus rose to his feet and walked off the shuttle. He didn't bother to look to see if the boy was following him... he knew that Gravis was committed to the sinking ship. It was as if Gravis felt he needed Xeph.... a feeling he had felt before.
Xephirus stepped with purpose looking around the ruins. Memories rushed back to him and yet everything had changed. Emotions whirled around inside of him as he realized what he had lost. He looked down at his feet... dejectedly. The crunch of boots crushing the dry dirt beneath got closer and closer.
Rage.... Annoyance.... Loss.... Hatred.... Desire.... Pain....
He felt all at once. 800 years.... gone.... what would he do... where would he go.... where was the thing he missed the most? More importantly what was the thing he missed the most? Clouded... his mind still was.
Gravis was stepping into a hornets nest... he was best to tread lightly.
OOC: I left it general enough, I figured. Let's get this started. [member="Kiln"] [member="Gravis_Aqua"]
"You shouldn't have followed me to this place boy." He announced with a degree of venom in his voice. The shuttle came to a stop and Xephirus rose to his feet and walked off the shuttle. He didn't bother to look to see if the boy was following him... he knew that Gravis was committed to the sinking ship. It was as if Gravis felt he needed Xeph.... a feeling he had felt before.
Xephirus stepped with purpose looking around the ruins. Memories rushed back to him and yet everything had changed. Emotions whirled around inside of him as he realized what he had lost. He looked down at his feet... dejectedly. The crunch of boots crushing the dry dirt beneath got closer and closer.
Rage.... Annoyance.... Loss.... Hatred.... Desire.... Pain....
He felt all at once. 800 years.... gone.... what would he do... where would he go.... where was the thing he missed the most? More importantly what was the thing he missed the most? Clouded... his mind still was.
Gravis was stepping into a hornets nest... he was best to tread lightly.
OOC: I left it general enough, I figured. Let's get this started. [member="Kiln"] [member="Gravis_Aqua"]