Post by Onira on Jul 6, 2006 2:49:07 GMT -5
"Who are You?"
"Onira, I'm-"
"I didn't tell you my name."
"You didn't need to. I know your basic statictics from the documents."
"What documents?"
"Onira, I come from Arcane Academy. A school that's, not very commonly known around here, or any of the world for that matter. We teach kids that have your... special talents. And the files say you've been there before. Apparently, your a second-level student there. Do you know anything about this?"
"What do you mean, 'do I know anything about this?' If I did, do you think I'd be here?"
"As expected."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, your 'parents' here told me that you were found in a father's crops. They also told me you suffered heavy brain and back trauma, and it's quite apparant why. About a month ago, you jumped off of the edged of our school."
"So, why aren't I already at the school then?"
"Well, you see, the school is on a floating island that's known as the city of Babylos. You jumped off of the edge of this floating island and, well, crashed into the Earth."
"So, let me guess the rest. You want me to go back to the school so I won't leak any important secrets right?"
"Sorry, but you're wrong my boy. We encourage all of our students at Arcane Academy to embrace the Earth. To try and rejoin society. However, the powers they own tend to become chaotic if not properly trained and molded. We only want you to come back to the academy for your own safety."
Onira was trapped in thought now. He understood pretty well what was going on, but even so, he was wondering. Pressuring on his choices. Resting on them. On the one hand, he could stay. Be an outcast until he entered college, and remain forever unsure about his past. On the other, he could go with the strange man and rejoin Arcane Academy. Try and figure out what had happened to him. The choice was a hard one.
Onira stood up from the comfort of the couch and walked to his door, placing a palm wrapped in light against the wood, which soon discipated to reveal the embedded words "Thinking" on the door. The door opened and shut, Onira now in it, resting his mind and weighing his options...
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3 hours Later
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Onira opened the door, stepping out with a small bag in hand. He walked to the man who still sat in the lounge room, and stared down at him with a weak gaze.
"When can we leave?"
"Right now, but, if you would prefer to-"
"No. I just want to go. I bare no attachment to this place, or these people. I wish to see my new home."
The man gave a nod and walked to the front door steadily, opening the door with a strong hand. Onira followed silently, forever leaving the home. Returning to his former life. Well, what he had left of it...
OOC: ONIRA RETURNS! AWKWARDNESS ENSUES!!!
"Onira, I'm-"
"I didn't tell you my name."
"You didn't need to. I know your basic statictics from the documents."
"What documents?"
"Onira, I come from Arcane Academy. A school that's, not very commonly known around here, or any of the world for that matter. We teach kids that have your... special talents. And the files say you've been there before. Apparently, your a second-level student there. Do you know anything about this?"
"What do you mean, 'do I know anything about this?' If I did, do you think I'd be here?"
"As expected."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, your 'parents' here told me that you were found in a father's crops. They also told me you suffered heavy brain and back trauma, and it's quite apparant why. About a month ago, you jumped off of the edged of our school."
"So, why aren't I already at the school then?"
"Well, you see, the school is on a floating island that's known as the city of Babylos. You jumped off of the edge of this floating island and, well, crashed into the Earth."
"So, let me guess the rest. You want me to go back to the school so I won't leak any important secrets right?"
"Sorry, but you're wrong my boy. We encourage all of our students at Arcane Academy to embrace the Earth. To try and rejoin society. However, the powers they own tend to become chaotic if not properly trained and molded. We only want you to come back to the academy for your own safety."
Onira was trapped in thought now. He understood pretty well what was going on, but even so, he was wondering. Pressuring on his choices. Resting on them. On the one hand, he could stay. Be an outcast until he entered college, and remain forever unsure about his past. On the other, he could go with the strange man and rejoin Arcane Academy. Try and figure out what had happened to him. The choice was a hard one.
Onira stood up from the comfort of the couch and walked to his door, placing a palm wrapped in light against the wood, which soon discipated to reveal the embedded words "Thinking" on the door. The door opened and shut, Onira now in it, resting his mind and weighing his options...
___________________________________________
3 hours Later
___________________________________________
Onira opened the door, stepping out with a small bag in hand. He walked to the man who still sat in the lounge room, and stared down at him with a weak gaze.
"When can we leave?"
"Right now, but, if you would prefer to-"
"No. I just want to go. I bare no attachment to this place, or these people. I wish to see my new home."
The man gave a nod and walked to the front door steadily, opening the door with a strong hand. Onira followed silently, forever leaving the home. Returning to his former life. Well, what he had left of it...
OOC: ONIRA RETURNS! AWKWARDNESS ENSUES!!!