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Post by TurkwithStyle on Feb 15, 2009 23:31:51 GMT -5
 Kratos raised one eyebrow at that last statement. "......" he closed his eyes and let out a small chuckle. He chose to ignore it, rather than ask. "I'm glad to see you again Yuan. It makes me happy to see that my old time friend hasn't changed one bit." He let out a sigh as he laid his head back and closed his eyes. |
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Post by Sexy_Lemur_King on Feb 15, 2009 23:42:33 GMT -5
 'Only because you're here I can smile again...' "And I'm glad to see you again Kratos, my friend. Although I would have preferred it if you weren't hurt." Yuan stated, his lips curving into a smile. Although his body was cold from his dampness, he felt a bit warm on the inside because Kratos was glad that he hadn't changed...even though he did. "But of course, everyone's always after your ass because you're a stick in the mud." 'It's only because you're here that I'm able to joke again...'8 |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Feb 16, 2009 0:49:04 GMT -5
Kratos didn't know whether to chuckle or feel bad about that comment, though he didn't take offense, knowing that Yuan was kidding around with him. "Well, it's all in a day's work I suppose." The man tried to stand up, but ended up getting into a kneeling position instead. "Hrmph...not ready to get up just yet. Though I am feeling better." |
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Post by Sexy_Lemur_King on Feb 16, 2009 0:58:23 GMT -5
"Kratos!" Yuan exclaimed when he saw him try to get up. "If you move around too much, your wound might start bleeding again." He placed his hands on Kratos' shoulders, prompting him to lay back down. He shook his head, Kratos could be such a retard sometimes. He could see where his son gets it from. The seraphim sneezed, and then shivered. He must've caught something from being wet for so long but he brushed it off. He was still on his babysitting job, but instead of just watching a tree that did nothing, he had to watch over Kratos to make sure he didn't hurt himself by trying to be the tough guy...8 |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Feb 16, 2009 1:03:31 GMT -5
Kratos picked up on the sneeze, "Hmph, you're one to talk. Looks like you need rest as well." Kratos layed back down, "I feel fine, I highly doubt the wound will kill me. But I am too tired to argue, so you're in luck." He rubbed his body, "That was hot! Let's have crippled/sick sex RIGHT. NOW." |
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Post by Sexy_Lemur_King on Feb 16, 2009 1:09:34 GMT -5
Yuan ignored Kratos' remark but what was satisfied with what was said. He knew that once Kratos gave up an argument, he gave up. He fell back onto the grass. Maybe some rest wouldn't be so bad... His weary eyes snapped shut, and he quickly fell soundly asleep, his body exhausted from being beat down by the rain for days.  When fell asleep, the fog barrier that he had put up dissipated, and a certain young woman found her way to the World Tree. 'It's been a long time since I felt like this...As if I were actually alive again.' She thought to herself, unaware that her soul had been separated from the summon spirit. She approached her younger brother, and spotted both Yuan and Kratos. "Kratos, I wonder how he got here." She said to herself as she made her way to the tiny island. She bent down, admiring the tree. "You've been growing so nice and tall. Thank you, Yuan." She glanced at him and knelt down, brushing the stray strands of hair from his face. The look on her face was of pure pity. "Poor, Yuan, he looks so worn out..." Out of the group, Martel was always the one to be sensitive of the others' feelings. "You've been doing a good job, but it's been hard being by yourself. Hopefully Kratos will fix that." She said and did all of these things without realizing that other people could see her, let alone hear her... |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Feb 17, 2009 0:22:41 GMT -5
Kratos opened one eye when he heard the familiar voice, "Martel?" he saw the figure and started to get up, ignoring Yuan's instructions of resting up before going to sleep. "Is that really you?" |
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Post by Sexy_Lemur_King on Feb 17, 2009 0:32:37 GMT -5
Martel snapped out of it when she heard herself being addressed. She looked at Kratos, bewildered. "You can see me?" She asked. "But I'm a summon spirit, and you don't have a pact with me..." At that moment, she took the time to examine herself. She touched her face, she could feel warmth that could only suggest something other than a summon spirit. She then looked at her reflection in the stream. "I really am alive again..." She whispered. "Yes...Yes it really is me." She finally answered. "Not Tabatha, not the others, not the summon spirit. It's really just...me" She smiled brightly.8 |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Feb 17, 2009 21:15:17 GMT -5
Kratos limped forward toward Martel, "How is this possible...you died. I've seen alot of things in my life, but I've never seen anyone come back from the dead." Kratos turned his head to the side as if he was almost in pain. He made it seem like the wound, but he was really just thinking about Anna. |
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Post by Sexy_Lemur_King on Feb 17, 2009 21:35:33 GMT -5
"I think..." Martel paused. "I think it's the curse of the Cruxis Crystals. The curse of trying to become more than mortals, for trying to become gods. I admit, even after I died my soul wasn't dead. It was in the mana tree's seed; and after that it was in the new tree summon spirit..." The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. "And my brother died, but he's still alive. He was reborn as the tree that provides life for us. I'm not sure how I got back to this state of being, but I think that we can't truly die anymore. We can't have the peace and satisfaction that death brings...we're doomed to an eternity of life no matter how many times our physical counterparts die." "It's because when you equip a Cruxis Crystal, you basically kill your body because that crystal is a parasite. So you haven't died yet Kratos, but your body technically is dead...Same for Yuan too." She glanced at Kratos. "Oh! I am sorry, I was so wrapped up that I didn't notice your wounds. Let me heal that for you." She inched closer to the human and placed her hands on top of his wound before casting the spell nurse. Martel waited a moment before she went back to her earlier topic. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't know how or why I got this new body, but I was never really dead...." She scooted back over and placed Yuan's sleeping head in her lap, before playing with his hair fondly. It's been so long since she was able to touch him, to be able to feel him on top of her (NOT in a DIRTY way you pervs >.>;; ). The half elf shifted her gaze back towards Kratos. "What do you think?" "Nngh." Yuan groaned in his sleep as his head was moved, but shifted his body towards the warmth of Martel. "...Kratos...zzz"8 |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Feb 17, 2009 23:08:49 GMT -5
"..." he thought to himself for a second. He wasn't sure what he thought, he's never encountered such a thing before. "I'm not sure, but that seems to be the most logical explanation for now." Kratos put a hand on Martel's shoulder, "How are you feeling?" |
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Post by Sexy_Lemur_King on Feb 17, 2009 23:30:51 GMT -5
"I'm feeling fine, better than I have in a long time." She smiled warmly. "There's no need for worry. But make sure you take care of yourself. I healed you but there was only so much I can do. Make sure you rest and tell me if you're not feeling well so I know when to cast more healing artes on you." The young woman traced her fingers delicately over Yuan's face, her fingers remembering the feeling of his features. She couldn't help it, she was hopelessly in love with him. "Kratos...I...I want you inside of me" He said softly in between snores, his body responding to Martel's light touches (once again, back off pervs! :E -shot- ). "... love.." The fake goddess chuckled to had the pang of hurt she felt in her heart when Yuan called another's name in his sleep for the second time. "It's probably been so long that he's probably gotten completely over me by now..." |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Feb 18, 2009 0:46:30 GMT -5
"Not that he's gotten over you or anything, he just finds me more attractive." "Hmph, I'm sure he hasn't gotten over you. He just doesn't like to dwell on the dark past that often." Kratos stood more upright, feeling a lot better. "Thank you. I'm alot better." He looked once more toward Mithos, walking toward the little tree and pressing his hand against it. "I wonder...if you could return to your original body...would Mithos be able to return to?" The man stayed there with his one hand against the tree, staring at it with a straight face.
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Post by Sexy_Lemur_King on Feb 18, 2009 1:12:27 GMT -5
"I suppose you're right." Martel said, mostly to reassure herself. But as she thought back to the moments they've spent together, Yuan never looked at her the same way he looked at Kratos. He always ran to Kratos for help first before he ran crying to Martel when he wouldn't help him. It was probably because Kratos was the one who saved him so many many many years ago. Not Martel. All she did was patch up his wounds, that's all she was very good for. She sighed and glanced towards the tree, her brother for a moment before answering the human. "It is possible. Some day far far in the future, because I don't think that he'll be free until that tree dies which could be thousands of years...or never." Yuan eventually woke up to the sounds of all the chitchat. He was groggy and buried his head into Martel's lap. "I want to sleeep." He groaned, before widening his eyes. The softness of her lap, that, that delicious smell that only came from the herbs that she used for her baths, it could be none other than his beloved. He awakened completely and his head bolted up (not THAT head). "M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m....MARTEL?!" His emerald eyes watered and glistened before he grabbed his fiance by her shoulders and proceeded to bury his face into her chest. "waaaah, Martel. Everyone's been so mean to me these past 4000 years." Martel couldn't help but become flustered at Yuan's actions as her mind was more in the gutter than his was. After all, his head was now between her breasts. Yet at the same time, she laughed. Yuan would always be Yuan, that was what was always so great about him...8 |
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Post by TurkwithStyle on Feb 18, 2009 22:34:58 GMT -5
Kratos, still ignoring Yuan, just stared at the tree. He was thinking to himself about Mithos' return. If what Martel said was true, then Mithos wouldn't be around for a long time. If she was wrong...then he could come sooner, or not at all. He thought about how Mithos would act if he were to come back. Would he still try to dictate everyone's life and kill everyone who opposed like he tried to before? Either way, Kratos wanted his friend to come back, but he also wanted him to come back and not be crazy. |
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