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Post by glexen on Nov 16, 2008 12:18:24 GMT -5
'This kid is shure wierd...' Reaver thought as he then stretched his back.
"Don't worry about us kid ... we used to go though this almost every day when we did our crusade from the Western lands to here ... This is light compared to what other wounds ... we have faced." He said, assuring the kid.
"... Why ... do you ask a question like ... that when ... you are about to die." Reaver said/chuckled at the kid's question on the moon however he just shook his head.
"No..." He was then interrupted by Ois.
"Now that would be enough food to last us a while." Ois interrupted as he then swung the two individual sacks over his shoulders, apparently during there bloodlust they had killed two other deers before they where finished so in total in one sack was three deers. Two petty much gutted and and the other mostly intact, the extremely large fish. In the other sack was the remains of the 12 birds of paradise's. Hey as long as it is not one of them, anything can be counted as 'edible' if needed.
Reaver looked at Ois with a 'I would kill you if i wasn't so wounded' look over at him as he just sighed.
"Usually are hunts ... are never like that." He said as he then got onto his own two feet as he looked at the kid.
"Need some ... help getting back to ... the village kid?" Reaver said as Ois had already started to trek towards the village. Reaver took the herb bag for Kenta so that he wont get strained
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Post by Rin on Nov 16, 2008 12:25:19 GMT -5
Kenta nodded slowly to Reaver's question.
He wasn't so sure dhe belived Reaver's words babout the moon, but decided it didn't matter at the moment, he was just glad Reaver and Ois were okay.
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Post by glexen on Nov 16, 2008 13:56:43 GMT -5
Reaver only nodded as he then grabbed the kid with one hand and hoisted him up. Pretty much balancing him with one hand and made the kid lean on his shoulder.
Ois could care less as they where all wounded, all he wants to do is to get back to the village.
Soon Reaver catched up with Ois, carrying the sack of Herbs over his shoulder with one hand and carrying the surprisingly light Kenta with his other hand, however Kenta's head was propped up against Reavers shoulder so that he wont accidentally fall.
Ois however was carrying two sacks, one full of bird and the other is filled with deer and fish. They didn't get a tree as they where ambushed but they did get lots of food and that alone should be enough.
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Post by Rin on Nov 16, 2008 14:04:54 GMT -5
(Shall we let Crom make hsi entry when they get back?) Kenta was glad of the shoulder, he was tired and cold. It was freezing out, and his body was still dmap form the water. But he didn't complain, he jsut bared iwth it. He relaly needed to get some winter clothes. He was wearing a kimono you'd only be found wearing in the heat of mid summer. (It's like Kohaku's, just abit longer)
He looked up ahead to see the fort coming into view. Kenta was still getting used to the idea of man made houses. For all his life till, now, he'd lived in caves and such, not things made of wood... oh well. It was nice just to be with a pack again. Even if almost all of them hated his guts.
Kenta caught a fmailure smell and aura up ahead. "Is Crom back?" He thought aloud.
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Post by glexen on Nov 16, 2008 17:40:04 GMT -5
Reaver and Ois had an anime Sweat drop slide down. They are going to be in so much Sh*t that it's not even funny.
Crom was indeed back as he was just getting off his horse. After hours of riding he was glad to be back on his own two feet.
He turned around to see who was coming in and was in for a slight surprise.
"What the fu*k happened?" He demeaned as two wounded warriors and a wounded, wet and tired Kenta.
"We where ambushed ... by these strange ... bird-like creatures." Reaver said as Ois said nothing as he then placed the bag of mutilated birds in front of Crom.
"That's there remains, we can possibly cook them up if needed." Ois said ... only to get a Sheathed harbinger to whack him over the head.
"What the fu*k are you thinking Ois! You gathered up those birds maybe fine, but you didn't get a young one out of a extremely dangerous situation in a battle when he is not even supposed to battle." He was almost screaming at the top of his lungs here. Apparently he was very strict about the tribes rules and traditions.
"Reaver on the other hand helped a young one where as you didn't want anything to do with the kid. I am sorry but for the next month, you are on guard duty Ois." He said in a more disappointed kind of voice as he looked at Ois kinda reeled back at this.
Although he growled at Crom, he knew that he would be slain in a instant if he tries to attack him. So he just obeyed his orders. The food was then picked up by a Marauder and he was taking it to Storage.
'Da*n that idiot.' Crom thought as he sighed and looked at Kenta and Reaver.
"You alright kid?" He asked, although he had no concern in his voice. the very act of him asking someone being ok was almost a look down in the tribe.
However he is the tribe leader. So he can essentially do anything he wants as long as he is within his own rule set.
Reaver then started to put the kid down slowly.
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Post by Rin on Nov 16, 2008 17:48:40 GMT -5
"I'm fine." He replied, he couldn't stop a shiver from the cold, but eh ddidn't do anythign else. He felt an ithc in hsi nose, but ignored it. "And it wasn't Ois and Reaver's fault. The Birds of Paradise are natorious for attacking demons, and humans alive!" He explianed. He couldn't hold it, he sneezed. "Oi..." he moaned barly above a whisper. "Excuse me." He murmured.
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Post by glexen on Nov 17, 2008 7:16:13 GMT -5
(*Sigh*)
Crom just shook his head at the kid. "Look kid, you could get sick at any given moment now and the last thing that I want is another one of my kind sick. Now, get inside and try and warm up. Ill get you something to eat." Crom said as he just sighed and looked at the snow that was slightly forming around.
However the other tribesmen, excluding two others. There clothing didn't change one bit, they in fact like to work in the cold after all it dose keep the body from overheating when working.
However they are still working on repairing the individual huts so that they can also sleep inside and not out here in the cold. They like to work and stay in it, but not to sleep in it.
After all, they do come from the northern reaches of the Western lands.
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Post by Rin on Nov 17, 2008 20:57:24 GMT -5
(Did I do something wrong? ) Kenta nodded and headed in. He winced at the pain from the wounds, but nothing else. He slowly walked over to a small hut he'd been sharing with one of the Maudars named Bard. Bard ignored him most of the time, and the only time they talked was when Bard asked questions about herbs Kenta brought into the hut to hang on the wall. Kenta sat down cross legged and pulled a blanket over his lower half. He tok a cloth near by and began rubbing it on his head. He'd notice the others didn't seem to mind the cold... Kenta didn't like it at all. It reminded him of too many bad memories... it was winter when his parents.... Kenta shook his head of those thoughts and went back to drying himself. "What am I doing here?." He grummbled, his didn't hear the sound of the door(Or flap) being opened.
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Post by glexen on Nov 17, 2008 21:46:35 GMT -5
(OCC - No ... Why did you ask? -OCC)
It was Crom that was entering the small hut as the fire inside escaped the small chimey. He had with him some warmer clothing that would not only keep Kenta warm but it is essentially leather armor, Keeping him slightly protected.
In his other hand was a very hot soup and was pulling off a rather good balancing act as he had his own bowl of soup on his fore-arm, trying to keep it from tumbling.
"Here you are Kenta." Crom said as he then placed the leather armor beside the Half-wolf demon and closing the make-shift door behind him. This is after all a temporary hut until the real houses where completed.
He then got the balancing bowl off of his fore-arm and sat down, placing one of the bowls beside Kenta.
"Sure it ain't much, but it can fill you up." Crom said openly as he then started to have his soup. Taking off his helmet first.
His face looked like that of a normal human, excluding the pitch-black eyes. However there was a massive scar that ran down from his temple down to his cheek. It was also jagged so the weapon was ether jagged or that it was blunt.
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Post by Rin on Nov 17, 2008 21:55:21 GMT -5
Kenta smiled softly and took the soup. "Thanks." He ate some of the soup, put it down and pulled some dried herbs off, and began rubbing it in his hands until it was only little peices, then let some of it fall into his soup.
He held the rest out to Crom. "Here, adds more flavour." He said before going back to eating some soup. "Did... did oyu ever..." he sighed and shook his head. "Never mind." her murmured, taking another sip.
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Post by glexen on Nov 17, 2008 22:18:36 GMT -5
"Thanks." Crom simply said as he then tasted the soup and, well it did add flavor to it. This kid was pretty smart for ... well a kid. When Kenta was about to ask him a question but stopped, Crom just sighed. He always disliked someone stopping in mid-sentence unless they are interrupted by someone else.
"It is better to just ask the question then to stop in mid sentence."Crom said as he then continued on his own soup. The Fire was actually keeping this little hut very warm.
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Post by Rin on Nov 17, 2008 22:25:31 GMT -5
"It's stupid... I was going to ask if you ever had any fmaily that you loved and loved you aswell?'." He sighed and finished the rest of the soup.
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Post by glexen on Nov 17, 2008 22:41:26 GMT -5
"To tell you the truth ... I haven't." Crom sighed as he thought about his past, not really good subject with him. However he can still talk about it even though it slightly makes him wounder if his life would have been different.
"For as long as I can remember, I was all alone till I was ... 8 maybe 9 human years old till I was founded by the former tribe 'The blooded ones' . After all I was only a human at the time when I was founded. That was when i also killed my first demon, a weak one though. It was still a demon and they allowed me in there tribe as a young one." Crom explained to Kenta as he then finished off his own soup.
" The 'Skull takers' are what remains of the 'blooded ones' and i am trying to keep the skull takers from turning on one another." Crom sighed as he then looked at Kenta.
"I consider you lucky that you have even ever had a family." He said with a small smirk.
"And i always wondered if I wasn't abandoned all of those years ago ... Would have I been a different person?" He slightly asked himself, although he did add it to his answer to Kenta.
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Post by Rin on Nov 17, 2008 22:53:40 GMT -5
"If you hadn't been abandoned, you wouldn't have met me, and I wouldn't be causing you so much trouble... I seem to get on everyone's nerves..." He sighed. "I'm sorry you didn't have a family though..." He looked up at Crom. "But... atleast you have one now..."
He turned his gaze to the fire and placed another log on the flames. He grunted in pain and looked at his arm, the blood had lessend, but it was still bleeding. "Why hasn't it stopped bleeding?" Kenta murmured. He stood and looked outside, the sun had set... the moon was about to rise any moment. But when he felt his fingers tingle alittle, he already knew what was happening. "Oh no..." He murmured.
He looked at his fingers to see the claws already dulling into human nails. His demonic aura, if one could sense it, was diming, quite quickly too. (It's his human night. His time comes on the cresent moon)
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Post by glexen on Nov 18, 2008 7:21:05 GMT -5
Crom gave a small chuckle at the kid.
"Well, i could always think of..... What's happening to you?" Crom started, but then went slightly wide-eyed as the kids potental powers are slowly slipping awy.
'I have heard of humans going into warewolfs at the full moon, but NEVER have I heard of the other way arround.' Crom thought as he just contenued to look at the kid.
"What is this? Some kind of curse?" He asked as the Kenta he knew slowly started to turn into humans. That's one of the good thing about chosen is that once you go Chosen, then you cant go back.
'This one was born a half-demon. so i shouldnt be that sceptatal about him.' He thought as he went back to his normal self.
"Sorry kid. You kinda threw me off there. I have seen people turn into Warewolfs at night ... but i have NEVER seen the other way arround." He said, slightly laughing as he patted the kids back.
"Want me go get some bangages for those wounds?" He said, although he knew it was Kenta. He was probably the most vunerable on this night.
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