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Post by Independent Experiments on Sept 15, 2010 16:28:41 GMT -8
... Leon is currently inside a leaned back cylinder. The room is dark with the red of emergency lights in the room, with out an emergency going on. There are hundreds of similer cylinders further back, the floor has misted over with frosted air, and currently the only thing he is wearing is his undergarments inside the ice.
It was nighttime when "it" happened.
Slowly, two dark figures meandered into a curious room. Both were cloaked in relative black, one strong... the other a bit crippled-looking and sickly. It was unknown as to how they had sneaked in so effortlessly as they both looked rather frail... and weak. But they had ventured in, and with little time to waste, their feet clopping gently through.
Hundreds of cylinders were lined throughout the dark, eerie hallway. Mist wisped through the air as the older looking figure shook at the cold. Suddenly they stopped.
There, leaned back in one of the hundreds of cylinders was a certain man, frozen in the ice. Perfectly preserved, wearing undergarments, he looked remarkbly worn for his age, yet still so full of energy...
Quietly, the healthier looking one reached to his back, setting up the stand, as the old one waited, before settling in front of the body...*Hello... Sudeki...*
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Sept 15, 2010 16:48:50 GMT -8
Dark expanses of nothing. Conciouseness without conciouseness, existence without existing. The great battles of his past where the existence he lived now, within his own mind. Battle after endless battle recurring, replaying, rehappening. But all that was interupted for once, in almost an eternity it seemed.
*Hello... Sudeki...*
~The hell?~
Leon's mind blanked and went to sensing around his physical self, one being... Wait... No it was two, but one was hardly readable compaired to his compatriat.
~Wait.... I think I know this presence.~
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Post by Independent Experiments on Sept 15, 2010 17:02:29 GMT -8
...--- ~The hell?~ ~Wait.... I think I know this presence.~ *...Perhaps... but in another reality, another life.*
*I've come for you, Leon Sudeki. To remind you... of who you were. In another world of life.*
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Sept 15, 2010 17:08:12 GMT -8
Leon's mind played back faces and people, presences, and qi's, but....
~Very well... What... Or who do you want to remind me of?~
Leon's mind was calm and waiting, there was very little he could do inside the cylinder, so he would go with this for now.
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Post by Independent Experiments on Sept 15, 2010 17:15:54 GMT -8
~Very well... What... Or who do you want to remind me of?~ *Your former self.*
*You were young at the time. Young and innocent... at the time. In that time.*
*You were very powerful. You are very powerful.*
*A warrior, as fine as you are now, capable of the impossible...*
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Sept 15, 2010 19:49:26 GMT -8
Flashes came before Leon. Things of some sort of long forgotten past. But he recognized the individual. It was basically him... Without the scars but it was him.
~Are you saying...~
Then the demon, the legendary demon of the Sudeki past appeared before him, the large creature towering Leon's form.
~I'm a re-incarnation of The First?~
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Post by Independent Experiments on Sept 15, 2010 20:49:16 GMT -8
A "Helping" Hand Yes. He accepted the memories. Accepted the memories of the impossible and they came into him impossibly. But...~Are you saying...~ ~I'm a re-incarnation of The First?~ *In another world, another reality.*
*Yes.*
*More then a reincarnation, you are the one and the same.*
*Your spirit was that of great power. On that plane, it was known as... "magic."*
*Magic does not exist. Not here.*
*Qi exists.*Fading, images... the decrepit old man's compatriot was busy digging up the ground with a delicate strength that cut easily into the concrete, though this was outside of a realm of a realm of being for Leon.*You... continue.*Quietly, the foreign consciousness began to seep away, as his comrade finished his work, burying... a gift.
A small briefcase of cash and a small little thing. A shiny little thing. A badge of... honor. From inside the darkness, underneath the shadows of his hood, it was certainly the old man smiling.*I was one of the first generation of Experiments in this world... their experiments and drugs releasing and connecting me to a world beyond my endurance and understanding... But my telepathy and psyche have allowed me to cross.*
*I too am connected.*
*You knew me once as... "The Helper." You shall find a little help at your feet, when you wake.*
*We shall meet again, Leon Sudeki, Lightning Dragon.*
*...And happy birthday.* OOC: This was agreed upon by the other moderators, as a piece of sentimentality. Happy birthday, Leon!Badge of Honor: (+1 All Statistics) Details: An old relic of the past... But of which past?*Goes Onto Shirt Item Slot *Stacks With Other Shirt Item Slot Items[b]Badge of Honor:[/b] (+1 All Statistics) [i][u]Details[/u]: An old relic of the past... But of which past?[/i]
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