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Post by nina on Jul 31, 2007 6:45:47 GMT 10
The sky was completely dark now, and a blanket of stars covered the cloudless sky. The Sea of Opals reflected the glittering heavens like a mirror, for the sea was unnaturally calm. The wind was still, and the sea air was thick.
Nina Foster finally turned her blue eyes away from the sea, and stared down upon Diamond City. The alarms were ringing.
Another reckless pirate, no doubt, being chased around in a frenzy by some egotistical navy brat... Nina thought bitterly.
She had come to the Cliffside for peace, to think, and to figure out what she was going to do about the man (or woman) she sought. No clues to his whereabouts, let alone his very identity; Nina had nothing to go on.
She sat down upon a boulder, adjusting her sword as she did so. Vance flashed across her mind again; his face with an ever-cheery smile danced in her thoughts. She shook her head.
Placing her elbows upon her knees, and her chin upon her hands, Nina lost herself. Her eyes stared back toward the sea, but they did not see it. Instead, they were looking back toward Danarta, toward Sanara, a place she once called home.
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Post by khalora on Jul 31, 2007 16:51:59 GMT 10
Alessio was just leaving his Inn. It was due time for him to leave and he had to return to Sanara for some important issues. Things in the world were changing, and as King he had to decide what to make of them.
His Inn, as was well known was on the outskirts of the city, high up above the other buildings and in a rather peaceful area. Khalora wouldn't have noticed the woman standing on top of the ridge unless he had looked back past his inn at the sound of large owl hooting down at him. The sillouhette of a person had caught his eye against the large, pale moon. As it was, that was technically on his land, so he thought it his right to find out who it was.
Probably just a broken lover looking for some solitude, he thought to himself as he walked quietly up the slope of the hill, around and above his large Inn. He had to put his hand on the hilt of his sheathed broadsword and angle it back so the golden tip didn't drag in the dirt behind him.
He was nearing the top of the hill, and night air amplified all sounds he made. Soon he would be close enough for whoever it was to hear him. He started to walk up behind her, seeing her look out across the vast waters and the moon reflecting perfeclty off the star, bordered by stars twinkling in the distance so far away.
"Its beautiful isn't it?" Khalora said to her as he approached, indicating the view with his free hand...
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Post by nina on Aug 1, 2007 5:30:12 GMT 10
The images of "home" began to fade from Nina's mind as the sound of heavy footsteps came to her ears. However, still halfway in her own thoughts, Nina did not stir.
A man's voice sliced its way through the remainder of her recollections, startling her a bit. Her head jerked in the direction of the noise, and her eyes fell upon a large man vaguely illuminated by the moonlight. His face had a hint a familiarity, though Nina couldn't put her finger upon where she had ever seen him, nor any inclination to his name. She subconsciously put the thoughts to the back of her mind.
She finally found her voice again, "The sea? I suppose it is rather beautiful," she answered thoughtfully. “Did you trek all the way up that hill just to gaze at the sea?” Nina inquired with a somewhat uncouth tone.
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Post by khalora on Aug 1, 2007 17:55:52 GMT 10
"Aye. Maybe I did," Khalora stated, looking at the ocean. "However, I came up to know why you're on my land. The moon is high, you should be sleeping. As should I."
He continued to stare out across the ocean, but brought his eyes back to the woman's face, striking it as familiar. He could only see it partially in the night, only the part of her head illuminated by the faint light.
"Have I seen you before?" He asked her quite blatently, not even waiting for a response as to why she was on his land. It common for Khalora to see men and women in the Diamond City who had walked into his Inn on occasion, but no. This was different.
He moved around her a bit to get a better look at her face. "You haven't been to Sanara lately have you?"
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Post by nina on Aug 2, 2007 0:37:12 GMT 10
"Hard to sleep these days..." Nina mumbled. She could feel him staring at her, observing her like some sort of hawk. She turned to face him as he questioned her about Sanara; malice was written in her eyes, and her stomach dropped.
"No," She replied flatly, "And I don't see what business it is of yours where I have and have not been." She stood up, hands on her hips, and said in a tone dripping with venom, "If it bothers you so much that I am on your land, I'll be leaving."
Nina turned to go. She was ready to be out of there. Should his mind come to realize exactly who she was... well, she didn't need that kind of encounter right now.
Just who is this guy? She asked herself. I didn't think people on this island worried about the transgressions of a far-away city...
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Post by khalora on Aug 3, 2007 17:15:16 GMT 10
"Don't move!" Khalora called to her in a loud bellowing voice as she turned to leave. "I know who you are."
He had seen her face for only the briefest of a second, but it was enough. There was only the slightest thought in the back of his mind that he might have been wrong, but when she was so obviously rude to a King, he knew exactly who she was. Alessio drew his broadsword and pointed it at her throat.
"Its been quite a while traitor. You escaped the justice of my father for many years. You ran and he chased, and now it seems you have become complacent, Nina Foster," he let her name reverberate out into the night. Suddenly the sea didn't seem so beautiful and capturing.
"Why did you think you could so easily walk onto the land of the greatest swordsman of all of Danarta Nina?" he asked her blatently, memory of the woman briefly coming back. "Why did you think you could walk onto the land of the King of Danarta, and walk back out?"
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Post by nina on Aug 4, 2007 0:26:45 GMT 10
Nina froze in place as the man shouted to her. She should have fled, but pride stopped her. She would not run from this arrogant man. Nina turned to face him, and her eyes met his with defiance, merely taking note of the blade that had been aimed at her throat.
Traitor... Justice... The words hit her hard. Nina Foster... So he knew who she was.
"Don't pretend to know me, oh, great king of Danarta," She spat. That's where the familiarity came from. This man resembled his father. Khalora...
Of all people she should meet in the middle of the night on a desolate isle, why was it that she met the last one she ever wished to see?
"Greatest swordsman? Don't flatter yourself, Alessio Khalora. Had I known this was your land, trust me, I would not have ventured onto such a foul place," she stated with distaste.
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Post by khalora on Aug 4, 2007 13:32:17 GMT 10
Khalora dismissed the last comment of hers, "Insults are meaningless from the likes of you, Foster." In reality, he had only met Nina once before in the past, when he was a teenager, and when his father had shown him to her. The face had stuck in his mind, because of how passionately his father hated her.
He had never fully understood why he had hated Nina so much, for he would never tell him. But Alessio just assumed that it must have been terrible, and his father's hatred soon bleed over into his own soul, until it was just as much a part of him as it was his father's. But now when he stood, face to face with the person his father had hunted so passionately, in the back of his mind there was the question of why.
She hadn't done anything to Khalora himself, or to the Danartan kingdom during his reign. Why should he hate her...
... and he couldn't find the answer in himself.
"Well, if I don't know, then who you are you Nina? And why are you here?" The sudden anger he had felt was gone now, replaced only with throbbing caution and alertness...
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Post by nina on Aug 4, 2007 14:55:13 GMT 10
Khalora seemed to be slightly distracted in his own thoughts. Nina could slip away now, just barely, but she could...
Nina backed away from the threatening blade, but suddenly, Khalora questioned her. It was a casual inquire as if they had been old friends in the past.
That's a laugh... Nina found herself thinking.
His question surprised her a bit. She could barely mask the shock upon her face.
Eyeing him curiously, she answered in a rather sarcastic tone, "What? You don't know? I'm a murderer." The last word rolled off her tongue like acid.
"And like any murderer, I'm condemned to die. I'll return soon enough to face that fact, but I have something to accomplish before I do; that should answer your second question as well, Khalora." She crossed her arms.
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Post by khalora on Aug 5, 2007 10:33:39 GMT 10
"Bakana!" Khalora yelled at the top of his lungs, and through the darkness his call was answered by a loud roar and the sound of thundering footfalls. Alessio could distincly hear the sound of her panting through the night stillness, and it wasn't long before the moon illuminated the hulking bear lumbering quickly up the slope, until it came up beside him and stood up on its hind legs, easily eight feet tall.
She let out a low growl towards Nina and Khalora stepped forwards to make up the space she had made by stepping away. His sword still hovered between them, the sharp point aimed directly towards the joint between Nina's head and chest, the golden steel still humming softly from his sudden withdrawal. "Then, murderer, if that is what you name yourself as... what is it you have returned for?"
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Post by nina on Aug 5, 2007 14:26:12 GMT 10
Nina hand went straight for her sword as a bear suddenly made its appearance. The sound of unsheathed silver melted within the pulsating echo of the bear's running paws. Nina's face contorted with hatred and trepidation. "Do you believe your bear frightens me? It's nothing but an animal."
Khalora advanced, closing the small gap between them. Their swords met in mid-air, each aiming for the other's chest. Nina's blood was racing now, and her face grew hot with anger. This man did not know her. Nina's discord was with his father, not Alessio. The thought that he even attempted to have some sort of authority over her made her hot with fury.
Again, he questioned her. "I've returned no where. My crime was in Sanara. Only a fool would ever return to the scene," Nina spat harshly. "Why I am here is none of your business!"
Vance...
Why was she thinking of him now, of all times? She tried to shake the thought, but his face remained, fading in and out between the past and the present.
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Post by khalora on Aug 6, 2007 19:40:11 GMT 10
Khalora swung his large broadsword at Nina again and again, parrying off the blows she returned to him. Their swords danced through the air and the ring of metal on metal chipped away at the cold night air. The moonlight reflected of the swords which gave them an irridescent beauty to them, glimmerring in their fluid motions.
Bakana stepped forward and swung a massive paw, claws out at Nina's chest, while Khalora parried her sword off to the left.
"My animal is more worthy of breathing this air then a murderer, Nina!" He said to her amidst the blows. "I shall remember that you threw the first strike this night Foster." Their swords collided above their heads and they were pinned there for a brief second. "Why don't you tell me what you did? What made you run Nina?"
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Post by nina on Aug 9, 2007 11:21:06 GMT 10
As their swords remained in a stalemate above their heads, Nina glared up at the man from under her arm. Her breathing was heavy but level.
He's strong... Damn my pride! I cannot win this battle of brute strength... Nina thought to herself. She was a well-enough opponent for the common man, but for a man built for war, Nina could not stand against him and win.
.........What made you run, Nina?..............
Her thoughts were interrupted.
"My punishment is death, Khalora. I will not die until I have finished what I've set out to do. Not here by your hand, nor back in Sonara by the rules of your father's so-called justice!" She yelled.
Nina drove her sword downward toward the ground, driving Khalora's sword into the dirt as well. She jumped backwards, creating a gap between them. She held Valdis in front of her defensively.
"I don't understand something. You've no knowledge of my crime, yet you still pursue me? What kind of man who calls himself a leader, an example to his people, lends an ear to the tongue of gossip?" she scoffed.
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Post by khalora on Aug 9, 2007 17:55:26 GMT 10
Khalora pulled his sword out of the dirt and held it by his side, ready to defend himself if he had to, but there was enough room between them for now...
"Gossip!? Do mean to suggest that the truth of the murder you performed was not... correct?" Alessio glared at Nina and Bakana moved up beside him, ready to strike like him.
"I do not lend my ears to gossip. I lent my ear to the mouth of my father, to mouth of seven advisors, and to the mouth of the realm. If, you were to find some sort of evidence that you are innocent, then yes, I would let you live. I am not as cruel as my father. I have been King for over 12 years now, and I have done my best to move out of his shadow. Believe me when I say that I do not hate you... only what you have done."
He noticably relaxed a little, but brought himself to his full height. "What kind of an example would I be if I let a known murderer walk away from me willingly Nina? I do not serve myself anymore, nor my desires..."
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Post by nina on Aug 10, 2007 3:24:59 GMT 10
"You would be showing mercy, understanding, and giving this murderer a chance to prove her innocence. You say you listened to your father, but he did nothing but believe a man who walked onto the scene and did not even dare to think that a woman covered in blood and wielding the weapon could be innocent..." Nina said thoughtfully as she watched him relax.
"I guess I couldn't be," Nina laughed. "After all, there were no tears, no sobs, no sorrow. All they saw was the anger that raged in my eyes!" She shook her head. Her body suddenly felt heavy, and a lump caught in her throat. She lowered her sword and looked up to the man standing before her.
"So what will you do? Will you be the merciful leader, ridiculed and mocked? Or will you stand proudly before your people being the man who brings the famous Nina Foster to justice for a crime in which no one can fully prove?” Nina asked him intensely.
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