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Post by Ellie who has 0% on Jul 26, 2009 16:29:09 GMT -4
How did I get into this? Why am I fighting back? How did this even started?
Such thoughts raised through his head too fast to hear what was anyone saying. His back was forced firmly on the wall feeling the textured of the bricks digging into his petal delicate skin. His shoulders were starting to bruises by the thick hands that held him there.
Opening his wet amber eyes, Samael could see the blurred vision of a male much taller, stronger, and even masculine than him. It was too hard to gain any special physical features; he had cried to much and his lids were getting puffy. All he could see that he was everything he wasn't as he powerful held a flower pot with little forget-me-nots, Samael's forget-me-not.
Out of his stubborness to not accept his punishment of lonely solitude, he created it with a peace of himself in an embodiment of a transparent blue butterfly. Sniffling, Samael hiccuped wishing he never left home and that his master would be mercyful to find and take him back home to his garden and the institute.
Why did this happened? It was quite simple. Curiosity lead to disobedience, which led him to a hellish punishment. He was reported to go straight to Dr. Schneider's office, nothing more nothing less. In the world he lived in, someone like him, someone different, had masters, who they obeyed every order as punishment for past deeds, the uprising of mutants that became the majority and ruled over the minority, humans. Now that the tables were turned, mutants became pets, and Samael was a docile and obedient one...at one point.
Instead of going straight to the office, curiosity led him to crawl into a new wonder, a machine; it was in the experimental lab that Samael was always in when he wasn't in his garden. The machine was new and foreign, and the Florakinetic took it upon himself to venture. Venturing meant crawling inside a rough draft of a teleporting system, which dumped him to his nightmare, away from home.
Fear made him run and stay away from the sweet foreign hospitality the people in this world had. With everything being alien, Samael was too desperate to wrap himself in his own environment even if it meant taking a flower pot and hide in a shadowed corner. His punishment was nowhere near over when he was caught by a trio.
They tried to talk to him, but Samael said nothing as he craddled in a fetal position, which wasn't enough to not hide his idenity as a theif. The stolen object, a flower pot.
Now here he was against the wall as one of the trio craddled a wounded arm; it had four long clawed scratches; he tried to take the flower pot. Samael would've scratched the other who now had it, but he was being held back to watch him rip his flowers apart uttering,“You want your little flower so bad.”
Smelling their blood, Samael screamed and thrashed about, and green butterflies flooded the area.
Twilight Town. Not the place one would find Marluxia. But he sensed his days in the Organization were numbered. This was his last chance to find a safe place. He stepped out the flower shop to see some people whispering amongst them and pointing to a couple of boys attack a smaller child.
" Such egotistical humans. When their time comes, they'll be on their knees. Begging for mercy." Marluxia said as he shoved his way through the people to see what was going on. He stopped once he sensed who was being attacked. It was him. Marluxia could sense a Human who held the same powers as him for some time. He never thought he would find him in Twilight Town.
Taking out single rose petal Marluxia made it fly over to the boys that were attacking Samael and made the petal cut their jugular. An ever so delicate cut, but the rose petal was coated with the poison of the Tiger Lily. Expect death was the only effect.
Walking up to Samael, Marluxia let down his hood and knelt down to pick up the crushed flower. Making the flower parts swirl in the air, XI made it rearrange itself.
"I believe this is yours." the Assassin said as he handed Samael the flower.
Post by shinjihirako on Jul 26, 2009 17:02:14 GMT -4
"When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end The goddess descends from the sky Wings of light and dark spread afar She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting." Genesis recited atop one of the buildings of Twilight Town. He had a good view from up here, he could see the entire sandlot and a bit of market street from his perch. He had originally planned to re-read LOVELESS but something caught his attention. Several children were attacking a child over what looked like a flower pot. Two of them were holding the boy back while another ripped up the flower. Such an atrocity, though there wasn't much he could do about it. He then saw a man in a black cloak walk in to the area. A few seconds afterward each of the boys dropped down, either dead or unconcious.
He unfolded his wing and hovered down, keeping his wing out he started walking toward the man and child. "Exactly what did you do those kids?" Said Genesis, he could see the mans hair from where he was and it was long, spiky, and a pinkish brown color.
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Post by Ellie who has 0% on Jul 26, 2009 17:15:09 GMT -4
Vines started to crept out of the creases of the bricked floor in sink with Samael's distraught reaction. He could feel the grip on his shoulders loosens as the arms slackened. Each dropped like flies with a thump. Being sensitivity to motion and sound, the vines grew to poke and crawl along the bodies. The withdrawl like serpents as another figured approached; they curled in a defense stance around Samael, who looked up at him.
He blinked the remainder tears out of his eyes as he watched the stranger removed a concealing hood. His eyes bluer than the forget-me-not pieces in his hands. His hair was pale pink like a peony. Samael didn't want to fight anymore as he held back a whimper. The strain he had relaxed seeing his flower reform by the man who smelled of....cherry blossoms.
"I believe this is yours."
Samael nodded. His pale blonde hair was in messy twin big tails. The roses that rimmed them began to droop out of place with all of the hostility. Even a few petals sprinkled on top of his head and drifted away with a nod. A blue butterfly fluttered and landed on the flower as slim hands took the flower back. Samael was never taught to say thank-you; his first family required him to get on his knees and kiss their shoes, while the recent on merely demanded a bow. This time he was too lost to figure out which one to do; he was forced to make a decision, a liberty he never had.
"Exactly what did you do those kids?" A masculine voice ripped him from his thoughts. Naturally, Samael scooted away from both of them as his vines wrapped closer to him. Seeing the sight of a wing, the mutant leaned slightly to see the other. There were winged mutants were he lived, the bird anthropomorphs. Perhaps he was sent to take him back home.
Marluxia looked at the vines that were coming out of the ground. He felt...well what he could feel, he felt excited. His time of power is to surely come again. He saw the vines crawl around Samael and the bodies. He was about to dismiss the vines so he could administer a cure before it was too late. But as always, someone had to but in.
"What exactly did you to do those kids" a voice said. Marluxia looked over to the man and almost summoned Graceful Dahlia when he saw the black wing. The first thought was..Sephiroth. But his mind went at ease when he saw the red coat.
"Simple. I killed them. They were attacking this boy and they needed to be subdued so I used a venom. One that can only be cured by a master botanist." XI waved his above the vines covering the bodies and they moved away. Three black, shimmering petals floated out of Marluxia's sleeve and placed themselves on the small cut on the boys necks. They jumped up with a gasp and looked at Marluxia.
He smirked as he said to them, "I would advise you keep out of trouble. And don't remove that petal from your neck. Least you want to die..again." The kids gave a terrified gasp and ran away. Looking at Samael, Marluxia held out his hand in greeting, "The names Marluxia"
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Post by shinjihirako on Jul 26, 2009 17:36:30 GMT -4
"Simple. I killed them. They were attacking this boy and they needed to be subdued so I used a venom. One that can only be cured by a master botanist."
Genesis watched as the man placed the black petals on their necks and the children stood up.
"I would advise you keep out of trouble. And don't remove that petal from your neck. Least you want to die..again."
Genesis kept his calm at him saying that "I can tell you are not a normal human, just who are you? And I do not mean your name."
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Jul 26, 2009 18:18:48 GMT -4
Samael's eyes widdened as the pink haired man beckoned the vines to move away from the fallen bodies; they wiggled away by his will, but stayed close to Samael. He was only in shock because he lived an enclosed life and never met anyone similar to him. He didn't even knew his birth parents when he grew up as Victor DeSalla before being traded and renamed Samael. It made him feel less alone in the world knowing something familiar, himself. What only scared him was that this botanist's presence was calming him versus being home. He felt ashamed for it; he should be feeling retribution not renewal.
Seeing a hand stretched out, Samael looked up at the kind gentle face, "The name's Marluxia."
"S-Samael..," he replied as his dirty fingers grasped Marluxia's hand only to bow to it until his forehead touch the others hands.
"I can tell you are not a normal human, just who are you? And I do not mean your name."
Samael stood back up and looked up at the blue eyes, then towards the stranger. He couldn't identified who he was talking to. Regardless, he was taught to not talk unless spoken to. He kept himself silence.
Marluxia was a little surprised to see Samael touch his forehead to his hand. So, this boy appears to have been some kind of servant in his past. Marluxia bowed his head slightly at the sight of Samael doing this.
"I can tell you are not a normal human, just who are you? And I do not mean your name."[/color]
An interest? A perk of curiosity? This man could easily tell that XI was no human. At least not a normal human. Well no human at all. Marluxia smiled and made roughly twenty-five rose petals appear and dance around Genesis. They danced in a way to it look like visual poetry.
"My dear boy, I am no human at all. I was once in my past. Until my heart was literally ripped apart from me. I am but an empty shell of what I once was. A literal Nobody."
Post by shinjihirako on Jul 27, 2009 10:52:59 GMT -4
"My dear boy, I am no human at all. I was once in my past. Until my heart was literally ripped apart from me. I am but an empty shell of what I once was. A literal Nobody."
Genesis chuckled a bit "Well that is quite a surprise, most nobodies I have seen are gray and white creatures, never have I seen one that has taken a humanoid form." He watched the petals circle around him, he wasn't sure he could totally trust this person and started charging his hand with magic, should he need to he'd burn all of them.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Jul 27, 2009 11:17:20 GMT -4
Samael's ears perked up at the question, H-he's n-not human...
This put him on the edge as familiarity was tossed out again. He was in a world were non-human creatures roam. For a moment, his mind was convinced that this Marluxia was a florakinetic, a human, a mutated "special" human, but he wasn't yet can still manipulate plant life. What if he was an alien?
"My dear boy, I am no human at all. I was once in my past. Until my heart was literally ripped apart from me. I am but an empty shell of what I once was. A literal Nobody."
His large eyes quivered in fear as the graphic visiual implanted in his head. Being around scientist, he knew the anatomy well along with the look and feel of a heart. In his mind, he could see this cherry blossom writhing as his chest pretruded before his heart was ripped out. Blood splattered with his cry, yet he still lived. Samael had no knowledge of the nobodies, but his mind was comparing them to what his young masters would call a zombie, an undead body that haunts the world and devour people.
"Well that is quite a surprise, most nobodies I have seen are gray and white creatures, never have I seen one that has taken a humanoid form."
Marluxia didn't have a heart, which mean he would be dead, yet he's still alive. True, he didn't have the typical visual Samael would have for a zombie, but perhaps anything was possible on an alien world. His body started to quivered in fear. Did this zombie helped him to gain his trust only to rip out his heart? The vines started to react to his emotional state.
They began to spread and erupted from the walls and floors. They would latch onto anyone who made any movement except Samael. The poison ivy were like a boa snake; they enjoyed constricting. Taking the chance, the flora fled away; he did made a glance at Genesis. His previous thought of the winged was here to take him home was highly doubted on. There were too many strange things around him, and he didn't want to be close to anything that may tell him otherwise and fool him.
"Well that is quite a surprise, most nobodies I have seen are gray and white creatures, never have I seen one that has taken a humanoid form."[/color]
True. Most Nobodies take on the form of lowly gray creatures. But in a special case. One becomes a humanoid Nobody. Marluxia chuckled at this.
"Yes. Those gray ones you've seen are the lowest form of Nobody. But if one has a strong heart, they become human like. As does their other half. A Heartless. In fact, there is an Organization of both creatures. XIII in one, XII in the other. As--" Marluxias words were cut off at the sound of the vines came out of the wall. Rolling his eyes, XI made the roses that were flying around Genesis fling themselves at the vines and cut them up.
He turned to see Samael running away. Marluxia gave a look at Genesis before he vanished in a puff of rose petals. He re-appeared six feet in front of the running Samael.
"Why do you run? I mean you no harm. I was looking for pleasant conversation."
Post by shinjihirako on Jul 27, 2009 11:48:03 GMT -4
He watched as the child started to run but the Nobody re-appeared in front of him. He walked foward hands in his pockets, his left one charged with homing shots should he need it. "So tell me then what is it exactly the Nobodies and Heartless want? If they were to form an organization surely they'd have some goal in mind, that's the only reason a group is formed."
He directed his eyes to the boy between them. "Boy, you do not have to worry, I mean no harm and it is quite obvious this man does not either." He kept his voice calm and re-assuring showing he meant no harm.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Jul 27, 2009 13:50:34 GMT -4
The sliced poision ivy revert back to green glowing butterflies to flutter off towards Samael. Running caused a rose to fall out of his hair and stray on the floor. He was going to make a quick left to go back to the florist shop and surround himself there, but the pink peony haired man appeared literally in front of him. His feet stopped working with his buckling knees.
"Why do you run? I mean you no harm. I was looking for pleasant conversation."
"...A conversation," Samael repeated in disbelief that someone would actually wish to talk with him. His interaction at the institute of strictly science with nearly everyone except Dr. Schnieder, so this would be the first conversation in a friendly nature he had to another...person. He did talked to his flowers; after all it indeed helped them to grow.
He shook his head hearing a question, which he was trained to always answer,"I-I run,"...now he had to ask himself the question, "b-because I'm unsure. This place is alien along with everyone else in it. I-it's not home. I'm used to home."
"Boy, you do not have to worry, I mean no harm and it is quite obvious this man does not either."
"Huh?" Samael turned his head to see the single-wing winged behind him. He tried to compute if that was a command or not, but he said he didn't have to worry, which still opened the door to choices: to worry or not to worry. His brows furrowed at this lack of guidance. Looking down at his fingers, he began to fiddle with them as his bare toes wiggled with each other.
"I-I run....b-because I'm unsure. This place is alien along with everyone else in it. I-it's not home. I'm used to home."
Marluxia was right after all. This boy was brought here by fate. It will be appropriate to address it as such. Marluxia looked up at Genesis and then back to Samael.
"Home? I take it Twilight Town isn't your home. How unfortunate. How did you come here. " XI said in a calm way. Samael seemed to be easily frightened, Marluxia would have to be careful and chose his words wise.
"Let's start with a name shall we. Both of you." XI said as he looked back up to met the eyes of Genesis.
Post by shinjihirako on Jul 27, 2009 14:17:54 GMT -4
"I-I run....b-because I'm unsure. This place is alien along with everyone else in it. I-it's not home. I'm used to home."
Genesis nodded "Then you are much like myself boy, I do not hail from this land either. So tell me, did darkness take your world or did you arrive here by some other mean?"
"Let's start with a name shall we. Both of you."
"My name is Genesis former member of SOILDER." He stated while starting to fold his wing back in. He doubted he'd need it now.
