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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 20, 2012 14:02:15 GMT -5
Tyler was walking around the fields boredly he had his arms crossed over his chest scanning the land quietly thinking about them.... His mom and dad.... It would be three years today that he was lead to his parent room by a stranger to find his parents dead... He hated Savern who ever this guy was with a passion now. He couldn't wait to see him so he could kill him. Why did he kill them he could never understand it his parents were peaceful people, Friendly too. But that important right now he was on a mission from drake. He needed to find out more information about this place. He wanted Wolf to come with him but Wolf was sick so he couldn't so he had no one to talk to.... He decided to talk to himself....
"It's a nice day out isn't it self" He said "Yes.... I don't like it, it's to sunny and there's no clouds. I want it to be raining and windy. It would help i felt." He said to himself with a sinister smirk. "Yeah It would be nice all dark and rainy... Oooh thunder and lightning! Yeah" He said carring on a conversation chuckling darkly. He looked down at the green healthy grass. "This grass needs to be dead and brown it would be pretty then" He said still to himself. "Yeah.... I know lets burn it" Said the other self. "I like your thinking Self" He said a pulled out a lighter lit a piece of grass and laughed to himself watching it burn slowly spreading to the other pieces of grass starting a fire he watched laughing louder and more evil.
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 20, 2012 15:40:06 GMT -5
It was a perfect day for a walk, and that was exactly what Milo planned to do. The intensity of his new training method had left his body sore and broken, but he wasn't going to let that rid himself of a good time on such a marvelous day. The temperature non-existent it seemed save for the slightly cool wind that carried the grass in a waving motion. It seemed as though the world was in unison with itself, everything working together to make the day all the more wonderful. Milo felt alive and in the moment.
The field smelled of fresh dew and wild flowers. It he got close enough to the trees that lined the fields he could smell fresh honey from the many bee hives that hung from the trunks. He could taste the honey and even the honey suckles on the bushes. Testing some he plucked the stem from the center and sucked the juicy honey from its core.
Wait...what was that smell.
Milo looked around. It was something burning.
There.
A boy.
Milo walked casually over to him in wonder. He was slightly angry. Who would burn something on such a pretty day. Burning meant death, and Milo, although a soldier, was against death when there was no reason hidden behind it.
"You, what are you doing?" he said resting his hand on the hilt of his sword unconsciously. He had no intention of using his sword. It was more of a habit.
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 20, 2012 16:14:08 GMT -5
Tyler seen someone walking up to him.... He looked him up and down his hood hiding his face so the person couldn't see his face... so he couldnt see the gender from the voice he figured the person was male. He looked down at where the persons hand went to, he seen the sword his laughing slowly died.
"You see what had happened was I walking around and i seen the fire I thought I was funny so I laughed I thought if I laughed long enough the fire would go away then you showed up" He said in one breath. Wow... Tyler best story ever. He thought to himself sarcastically. That sounds like something Wolf would say, He shook his head under the hood and sighed quietly. I'm such an idiot..
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 20, 2012 16:27:11 GMT -5
Milo tilted his head slightly in confusion. The boy was talking so fast and without pause that he could barely understand a single thing that he had just said. Odd... Milo thought to himself. He dared not to say it out loud. He respected people and he didn't need a reason. He just did, unless, of course, they gave him reason to otherwise disrespect them. Milo laughed uneasily and added a friendly gesture to its tone. "I am only jesting." His laugh faded as he looked at the other boy. Though I really do not appreciate such devastation of nature. he again thought to himself. Milo's shoulder shrugged, an unconscious gesture that he did not believe a thing he had just said. But none-the-less, he was not in a mood to make an enemy.
Milo's hand left the hilt of his sword as he crossed both arms over his chest. It was a habit of his, a way of distancing himself from others, another unconscious gesture. Milo gave a half smile. "I don't believe we have met before. I am Milo Bolbec, son of Maester Vladik, perhaps you have heard of him. My name is not so well known."
Maester Vladik was a well-known man with a high position in the area. He was a healer and a well-respected man. Vladik took care of many nobles and for that earned a high salary and much influence over high-end people. Milo was his son and hoped to gain the notoriety that his father had obtained. He would be there someday, he vowed.
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 20, 2012 17:41:50 GMT -5
Tyler tilted his head slightly under his hood so he could see the man. He crossed his arm his eyes automatically narrowing still unseen by him. BOLBEC....Haha... That's a great last name. He thought to himself. Okay well I'm not allowed to give my true identity so should i switch my first and last name or go by Kyle.... I will switch my names I guess. "I'm..... Blake... Tyler" He said trying to hold in a laugh at Milo's last name. "Hmmm Maester Vladik..." He thought for a minute "No I've never heard the name. I'm not from here so..." He said calmer now his voice raising an octave the rasp leaving it.
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 20, 2012 17:54:03 GMT -5
Milo gave a slight bow, one arm staying at his chest and the other switching behind his back. His bow was low and respectful, nothing that Milo didn't do every time he met someone else. "It is a pleasure," he said, his voice strong and with much respect. "Ah! That would make sense," he said. Milo did feel as though something was off with this Blake. He also noticed the hesitation with his name. Was he thinking about his name? Milo wondered. He shook the thought from his head. If the man wished to hide his name, it was none of his business. "Have you been to Sylian yet, or are you just arriving?" he asked, one brow burrowing into his eyes and the other rising with curiosity. Again, he knew this was none of his business, and he didn't want to pry at the man, but he was simply curious. "Perhaps I could show you around?" A generous offer.
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 20, 2012 18:04:58 GMT -5
Tyler watched the man bow slowly he put his hand to his side where his dagger was... Maybe if i kill him he wont tell anyone about me.. Milo stood and started talking he put his hands in the pocket of his cloak his dagger in his left hand but he hid it so Milo couldn't see. "I have been here for a year so i know my way around but it was a nice offer" He said smirking under his hood contemplating on how to kill him. Slowly... Definitely...... Cut him into pieces or torture? Yepp going with torture...... Just got to wait for his guard to be down.... He had forgotten all about the fire which covered half the Fields now
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 20, 2012 18:16:53 GMT -5
The fire was spreading quicker than Milo would have thought. At first it was only a couple of blades, but as the wind blew the fire suddenly started spreading incredibly fast. Milo, shocked at the turn of events, didn't move. He couldn't move. He couldn't budge. Fire was nearly surrounding them with only a few exits. Milo's face filled with rage. "What have you done!" he said unsheathing his sword from its case. He held onto his broadsword with both hand, tight in his grip that was strengthened by his anger for Blake. "Damn you! What have you done!"
The fire reflected in Milo's eyes and showed the anger. His brows burrowed further into his eyes and his mouth growled with anger. He couldn't believe this! Why would someone set this place on fire. Milo had not reacted at first because the grass was green and he did not fear for it burning. The grass must have been dryer than Milo had expected.
This was bad.
This was really bad.
What was he going to do.
"Someone! Someone! Water! Now! Quickly!" He yelled from the top of his lungs towards the village.
No! It was too far away, no one would hear them.
Smoke rose from the fire and curled in the blowing wind. His gaze turned towards Blaze. "Why..." he asked..."Why..."
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 20, 2012 18:28:44 GMT -5
Tyler laughed darkly almost dancing in the fire happily. "Hehehe They cant hear you" He said his voice dark. "I killed nature because its in the way of The Darkness. How can it take over when the world is all bright and happy?" He asked laughing more. He pulled his hands out of his pockets his dagger still in his left hand. He put the hand with the dagger near his stomach and the other near his neck to block his jaw set eye narrowing more with determination. Now to kill him so he wont give Tyler away.
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 20, 2012 18:33:36 GMT -5
Milo's anger was showing brighter than the fire that surrounded them on all sides. His grip on his broadsword was extremely tight and his knuckles were turning white from the pressure on the hilt. Milo ground his teeth together and the muscles in his jaws were visible through his cheeks. His muscles tensed and the sight of the boy laughing set him on fire, hotter than if he had been licked by the flames of the plains.
"You'll pay for this with your flesh!" Milo threatened, his blade circles around his head and slashing at the waste of the boy from right to left.
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 21, 2012 11:13:10 GMT -5
Tyler smirked under his hood at this threat. Oh he thinks he is so scary. Tyler thought. He seen the sword coming at him he jumped back a few times dodging then jumped into the air flipping behind Milo and goes to slash at his back the weakest spot if not guarded. Man he is fast but i can be faster. He thought. Okay just got to focus don't lose sight of my target, What did Drake teach me.... Never give, in don't stop till the opponent isn't breathing, just go on instincts. He took a deep breath concentrating on Milo's back he slashed many times it different directions he new he would hit something eventually. "I was taught something by one of the strongest men i know. Never leave an opening." He said
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 21, 2012 15:57:25 GMT -5
"What the--" Milo said as he eyes shot behind him. How did he get there so fast? Milo slung his sword around and block the incoming attacks. Blake had swung at him many times with his knife. This could be a problem, he thought to himself. Blake was using a small dagger, though, which would come to Milo's advantage. Milo had a broadsword, a long, thick blade. Although it was a heavy sword, Milo had practiced with it for many, many years, and he was a master at its technique. Blake wouldn't be able to get too close with that puny danger that he clutched in his hands.
The fire was getting hotter. Sweat rolled down the side of Milo's face and rolled off of his cheek. Above his lip perspiration formed and he could taste the salty liquid as he breathed heavily through his mouth. Smoke was everywhere, and it made him lightheaded and dizzy.
"You were taught by a fool," Milo taunted. Indeed, the way Blake was handling his fighting was nonexistent in technique. "No one should slash hastily." Milo looked for an opening and slash several times. Downward cut, diagonal slash, uppercut, horizontal slash. One after another he slashed at his foe. Blake couldn't possibly dodge these. If he tried to block with he blade, Milo's strength would knock it left and right and the other boy wouldn't hold on for long.
There was one problem though.
They were now stuck in the heart of the fire.
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 21, 2012 16:09:37 GMT -5
Tyler growled at him saying Drake was a fool He was no fool he could take this weakling down in a heartbeat. "He is no fool he took me in when no one accepted me, when i was alone and starving i had to steal to get food he is like my father don't you dare talk about him like that you know nothing!!!!" Tyler yelled angrily and jumped back trying to dodge he finally had enough he jumped up throwing his dagger aiming for Milo's heart. Screw slow and painful i want him to die now! Tyler thought. No one talks like that about Drake and lives to see another day.
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 21, 2012 16:27:06 GMT -5
Milo could hear the words coming from the mouth of his enemy. They spit at him like the venom of a snake. It was true that Milo knew nothing about this man that Blake spoke of, but he was sure that anyone who raised a person such as Blake was someone who did not deserve any one bit of his respect. Anger filled Milo's eyes and reflected the angry flames that danced around them.
Milo could see the dagger flying quickly towards him. He lifted his arm out of instinct to guard his face and chest. His arms made an 'x' over his chest and face. He felt a sharp pain enter his left shoulder blade. Milo yelled in pain. He had been struck by the dagger and it was lodged in his shoulder. His broadsword felt heavier now and he could feel the warm blood trickling down his arm. "Ah!" he yelled in pain, his eyes crunching together. Milo glared at his enemy and looked for a way to escape the fire. He had to get out now before, one, he lost too much blood, or, two, the fire killed him first.
He found his escape and jumped through the flames, leaving his broadsword behind. He would regret losing it later, but right now his life was in danger. Blake had no weapon, and neither did Milo. It was a draw...for now.
Milo escaped the fire and was running now, for his life.
Would Blake follow for a final fight?
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 21, 2012 16:34:36 GMT -5
Tyler smirked as he yelled in pain he watched him drop his sword and run. "Damn it!" He yelled and ran after him "No you don't" He said catching up he jumped into the air flipped and landed in front of him. Even though he didn't have a weapon he was stronger in hand to hand combat he head seen his opponent fly a few feet back from one of his punches. He spun around and kicked near Milo's chest hoping he wouldn't have enough time to stop or dodge and run straight into it..... Judging by the speed he was running at he just might.
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