Post by lyne on Nov 11, 2006 3:54:14 GMT
(OOC: Well, kids! My first post here. I figure... may as well kick things off with a bang! Behold teh story plot arc. Let the games begin.... with previous permission of course.)
In the heavily populated streets of Esperenza, thousands of people, both strong and weak, old and young, wandered, their energies intermingling. It was... doubtable that someone might notice the presence of one man. Just one... no more...
His long, deep sapphire hair flowed in the breeze of people walking past, whipping in the gusts passing each person created, his gorgeous blue eyes giving everything its due regard. The snowy white trench coat with the dark markings and open shoulders, no shirt underneath, his wrapped hands, bandaged chest and body... he was in rough shape, but walked with great confidence down the city streets, hands in his trench-coat pockets.
Ambition... it drives men to many things... to good... but also to great evil.
He was there to watch the tournament, there to see the greatest warriors of the world make their claims to supremacy. There to witness what was out there, who was strong. His own strength, the way his energies felt, it would all be so ominously familiar to a person that once knew him...
It was Seriyu.
In the heavily populated streets of Esperenza, thousands of people, both strong and weak, old and young, wandered, their energies intermingling. It was... doubtable that someone might notice the presence of one man. Just one... no more...
His long, deep sapphire hair flowed in the breeze of people walking past, whipping in the gusts passing each person created, his gorgeous blue eyes giving everything its due regard. The snowy white trench coat with the dark markings and open shoulders, no shirt underneath, his wrapped hands, bandaged chest and body... he was in rough shape, but walked with great confidence down the city streets, hands in his trench-coat pockets.
Ambition... it drives men to many things... to good... but also to great evil.
He was there to watch the tournament, there to see the greatest warriors of the world make their claims to supremacy. There to witness what was out there, who was strong. His own strength, the way his energies felt, it would all be so ominously familiar to a person that once knew him...
It was Seriyu.