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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2012 13:30:36 GMT -8
The circle of life states that you are born, you grow old, then something is born from your death and the whole damn thing starts all over again. I believe that it is only a circle to create hope. I believe it's the line of life; you are born, you grow old, you die. End of story. If someone doesn't follow that law, I will make them.
I may not be a reaper or an angel of death, but I'm still an enforcer of death. Some I kill for fun; some I kill for punishment; some for warning. I have killed for money before. That's my job and Djinn is my name.
Drak was leaning against the mall's wall, watching the crowd with emotionless eyes. A couple said a friendly hello; a couple asked what was wrong; a couple more said something about someone was going to be alright. They all treated him like a loved friend. On they had had come to know and love for a long time.
As a man in this thirties, walked by, a little boredom made him feel a little playful. The man walked only a yard past him before grabbing his chest and collapsing. Everyone became frantic. A young boy ran up to Drak. "Kurochi! Please save my father!" the boy begged, repeating the word 'please' almost like a wail. People most think Drak was him.
The father had fallen from his magic, right? Drak approached the fallen man and knelt down. These people expected him to heal this man. Why not amuse them. He touched the man and reversed the magic. Not too difficult, but something he had never done before. When the man took a desperate gulp of air, Drak knew he was fine. He got up and retreated to his original position on the wall. He accepted the thanks and congrats, but was always looking for an escape.
He was now Kurochi.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2012 18:48:41 GMT -8
A girl watch sitting near by, watching the scene from a distance. She hadn't been intentionally spying on the guy, just happened to be near by when it happened. Everyone passing by him with hellos, or friendly comments, while he just stood there, as if he was just tolerating it all. It seemed as though he had no real purpose for standing alone against that wall.
She continued to watch him, not getting up to even introduce herself. She doubted he'd notice one pair of brown eyes staring at him through a sea of people.
He seems strange... She thought to herself. She wrote the thought down on her notebook for no particular reason. She also continued to random random things she noticed about him. How he stood, what he wore. The different expressions he made as people walked by him. She had no real purpose in doing so, but it amused her, so continued to do it.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2012 19:24:25 GMT -8
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[/size] eople always stare at things their mind can't comprehend. Like, why would a man just ignore everything, then help when help is asked for, then ignore everything again? Or, why is a rose so full and beautiful. Some can be answered by science, some answered by psychology. Every creature has the same psychological habits unless trained out of them.
Creatures trained out of them, watch without being caught. They notice someone, observe them in a second then look away. They wonder things like why is that girl staring at me; what has she noticed. Or, why is a rose so full and beautiful?[/i] "Normal people just say hi and introduce themselves. Stalkers watch from behind a crowd and write everything in a journal." Drak said, smirking softly. He patted on the wall to his left and closed his emotionless eyes. She intrigued him the way he seemed to intrigue her. Not many picked him out from a busy street with the right suspicion.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2012 19:31:04 GMT -8
She had been looking down at her journal when he spoke. She looked up, startled, her brown eyes fluttering a moment in total embarrassment. She saw him pat the wall. An invitation. She accepted. The girl closed her journal and tucked the small black pen through the pages carefully.
"I'm not a stalker." She said as she rose from her chair. She easily weaved through the sea of people walking around her. Once she stood against the wall next to him she spoke again.
"I'm sorry for staring, and seeming stalkerish... And probably creeping you out." She said, glancing at him from the corners of her eyes. His eyes were closed. He seemed to be thinking about something. What about him, had compelled her to watch him? To stand and talk to him rather than blush and walk away? She didn't understand.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 1, 2012 18:40:49 GMT -8
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[/size] rak opened his eyes and glanced her. Sorry? For seeming stalkerish? That was new. Creeping him out? He would love to see that happen. "You? Creep me out? You've gotta be joking." he said, chuckling.
He glanced at her journal. "May I see what you wrote? Or will you tell me about what you wrote?" he asked, looking into her eyes. He gave her a half smile and closed his eyes again. He knew most were as interested as her but none were as brave or stupid. But he had granted her time and given her an invitation. That's a difference between her and others.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2012 5:09:28 GMT -8
She shrugged. "I supose." She opened it, and read aloud: "Seems independant, wears neutral clothing, acts like he sees and pays attention to nothing, but clear that he does. Antisocail, though doesnt hesitate to help when needed. Imteresting. STrange." She stopped."thats what I have." she looked over to him, unembaressed. "I'm sure you;ve never had someone write about you without your knowing, am I correct?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2012 14:00:54 GMT -8
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[/size] he was observant. He had to give her credit for that. Her question seemed almost rhetorical. Him not notice someone writing about him? That was like asking a fish if they never knew how to swim. "Of course that's correct. I'm more observant than you and no where near as obvious as you."
Sure, Drak could be defined as a cocky bastard, but he knew he was good at any skill necessary for killing. He was excellent at fighting with almost every weapon, he was observant of everything, he was an excellent tracker, and he enjoyed killing his prey. He had a good enough reason to be cocky.
"You are unemployed. You probably weigh about 102 pounds and you are approximately five feet and six inches. You like to read and write." He stopped and his eyes opened quickly. He started into her eyes for a moment. "Your friends love you for being you. Oh, and you play an instrument. Flute?"[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2012 14:10:24 GMT -8
(...dude you jsut guessed my actual lifestyle, height and weight....damn)
Serenity raised an eyebrow. "Impressive." She answered no longer looking at him. He seems to sure of himself...Maybe with reason, but nontheless, annoying. SHe thought to herself. "Yes, I do play the flute, and clearly, I write. Reading is more of a 'when i get around to it thing.' And you're probably right about my height and weight. Haven't checked in a while, so I don't know." She sighed, and watched the people passing by.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2012 15:16:43 GMT -8
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[/size] t's how you look. That's all I need to know those things. You notice the outside things. I notice the outside things that reflect the inside things and guess what the reflection is. That's observation." Drak said, standing up. He watched the people walk by, knowing he probably had freaked the girl out. That was good. She was less likely to try to get to know him, but some how he knew she was going to try to get to know him.
His mind wasn't on the escape. It wasn't on the conversation. It wasn't of the past. It wasn't on the people. It wasn't on pain. It was just numb. Like it had just slammed against a wall. It just wasn't focused on anything. Maybe it was time to leave this wall. Leave this conversation. Maybe.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] (I read her profile and picked things out that he could guess, )
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2012 15:31:20 GMT -8
(Lol that's awesome) Serenity raised her eyesbrow. "Are you trying to make me awkward or something?" She asked, laughing aloud. She looked over at him, skeptical. "You're not succeding if you are trying. You're just telling me what I already knew." She smiled. "You observe just as much as I do. You watch and take him as much, but you don't talk to many, do you?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2012 17:59:05 GMT -8
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[/size] e scoffed slightly. She criticize him? You don't talk to pray. You kill pray. When on a mission, you don't talk unless you need information. So, ya, he didn't talk to many people. "No. I have no reason unless they strike my interest. Which few ever do." he said. "I should go before some one else gets hurt."
There was irony in that last sentence. Little did anyone know, that man from early was struck down by his magic. So she would probably think he meant before he had to help some one else. What he really meant was before he got bored and hurt someone else.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2012 18:03:55 GMT -8
"Meaning I have striked your interest?" SHe said catching his words, and twisting them. SHe noticed his last sentance, but made no comment on it just yet. She looked at him, her brown eyes wonderous, and interested in what his answer would be.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2012 23:46:10 GMT -8
"Well, I am talking to you. I feel it's safe to assume so." he said, letting sarcasm flow into his near emotionless voice. He looked at her as he picked his escape route. "This chat has been nice and all, but it really is time for me to go." He choose his words carefully, but didn't let the carefulness show in his voice.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2012 9:51:05 GMT -8
She raised her eyebrow, but shrugged her shoulders. "8f you wanna go, I can't stop you. Hell I don't even know you." She laughed
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2012 13:46:57 GMT -8
"That may be true, but I don't think you are ready for me to leave. I think you have more questions." he said, watching her a moment before slipping past the crowd at an angle. He walked into an alleyway and followed it a ways before stopping and looking behind him to see if she had followed him.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2012 14:34:41 GMT -8
She laughed and shook her head, watching him leave. "Maybe I do..." She shrugged and left as well, in the same direction he had, though not intentionaly following him. She jsut wanted out of the crowed.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2012 14:21:14 GMT -8
He shook his head and watched her. "I guess you really want to ask them. So, go ahead. Ask to your hearts content." he said, turning around so he completely faced her. He wasn't sure what might be the outcome of this, but he was ready. Ready for anything.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2012 15:50:09 GMT -8
"Why, do you pruposly make yourself anitsocial?" She asked nonchalontly. Shrugging and smiling, looking over to him, brown eyes wide.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2012 17:16:25 GMT -8
"Antisocial?" he asked curiously. "Because, no one seems to interest me. I have no reason to talk to many people. Next question." he added, leaning his shoulder against a near by wall.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2012 18:06:48 GMT -8
Serenity giggles, having fun with this. "Hmmm alright... Why, are you so cocky?" SHe asked, laughing. "Or rather, why do you act as such?" There was a twinkle in her eye.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2012 14:49:49 GMT -8
"Cocky? I have every reason in the book to be that way." he said, amused. She was asking him about his personality. She was in for a surprise about how blunt he could be if she started asking more in depth questions.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2012 16:05:04 GMT -8
She shrugged. "It's probably going to annoy the hell out of me fast." SHe sighed and tapped her chin with her finger, in thought of more questions. "DId you die your hair?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2012 16:32:54 GMT -8
Dye his hair? Seriously? "Black is my natural hair color. Your questions are becoming ridiculous." he said, looking past her.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2012 16:35:51 GMT -8
"T'was intended to be." SHe sighed. "was testing to see if you are easily irritated." SHe opened her book and wrote something down in it.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 10, 2012 19:03:01 GMT -8
"No, I just become bored. I only become irritated when boredom isn't an answer." he said, watching her write.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2012 11:23:48 GMT -8
She nodded and continued to write. "Ahh I see." Her hair was falling in her face as she bent forward, using her knee to suporrt her book. She stayed in that postiion when she asked her next question. "Who are you?" Her eyes were slanted towrds him, her usual light, soft brown eyes, piercing, and feirce. Her hair still splayed forward, framing her face, and the questioning eyes.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2012 19:29:16 GMT -8
"We've been over this. You know who I am. I know who you are." He said, watching her. "You've defined me in that book you keep writing in." He loved a good game of cat and mouse, especially when he could change who was who.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 16, 2012 8:59:48 GMT -8
"Well I'm asking you again. And this time don't lie to me like you did earlyer." She stood up, straightening herself. With a swift toss of her head she threw her brown locks over her shoulder and our of her face, save for a few stubborn strands. Her brown eyes narrowed, looking straight him, unhesitant. This wasn't like her though. She wasn't normal so...well rude. But there was something about him, her mind wasn't allowing her to trust.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 16, 2012 14:07:01 GMT -8
He gave an irritated sigh. She was forming into one of those annoying people who irritated the crap out of him. "I'm someone who you don't want to anger. I have a heart as cold as hell. My name is Djinn." he said, almost like a growl. His eyes flashed red for a split second.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 16, 2012 14:56:16 GMT -8
She rocked back on her heels. "Sounds good." She said after a moment. She held her hand out. "Serenity Caine -as you know. Random observer of people, and elf. Sorry if I annoyed you." She changed her tactics. She still didn't really trust him, but she knew it was better not to annoy him much more.
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