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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 14, 2006 8:12:24 GMT -5
:He nodded slowly, a warm smile forming on his face as he stayed where he was, his hand over her heart, her hand over his. He then placed his forehead against hers as he spoke softly, a chill wind beginning to blow: My memories...they are affecting me, my love. That, and the part of death that remains...
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Post by Turin Lothar on Nov 14, 2006 8:56:12 GMT -5
It was odd how things would turn out between his parents. Each having a new love. He knew of his mothers.. he heard about his fathers. Shaking his head he slowly moved along the path of the castle. Moving down to go to the stables.
Looking around he would see her. His lovely steed Lilly. Now she looked rather plain. A painted horse none the less. Being white and scattered with browns and reds. Not a normal horse his mother would chose, but who cared? She was his.
Running to Lilly he jumped up onto her back. Moving his hands down, wrapping them in his mane and then kicking her gentle in the ribs to push her forward. He took in that deep breath, so where had his mother gone off to?
Letting Lilly jump forward and then into a slow trot.. letting it become a cantar and then finally a full run. Never wanting to strain the horse in anyway.
Thoughts seeming to run through his mind. It was funny how mother only taught magic and she was the best combatant where they lived now. She insisted that his "father" come and teach him.
His blood seemed to boil at the thought of his "father". He hadn't seen the man since he was an infant. What right did he think he had over Turin? Closing his grey eyes he could only wonder. He knew that he didn't want to spend any time with him. Though.. he and Sheena firmly believed that their parents should be together, as Turin didn't like Kai much.
Funny how Sheena and Turin had a subtle understanding on who mother should be with. But.. she was happy, he would smile and let her. It had been far too long since she had be truly happy with a male. He tried to remember Trenton, but his mind came to a blank. Shaking his head he breathed in the cool air.
Then he came into the view of the lake and forest. Looking towards the big male, and some woman. Pulling back on Lilly's mane the mare came to a halt. Pawing the ground with her hoof, she seemed to look at him with a "Awww I was just getting warmed up!" type of look. He smirked.
"What do you think Lilly? Should I greet him, or should I let him come to me?"
Lilly pulled her head up twice, indicating which choice she thought. He nodded. Kicking her ribs a bit he would have her move forward. Into plain view, not hiding himself, nor the footsteps of his mare. And she was very loud against the fallen leaves of the winter months.
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Post by Tempest on Nov 14, 2006 9:46:20 GMT -5
"Anduin it is all right that your memories are affecting you, as long as it is not in a bad way or that you let them pull you down. Let the only memories that affect you be happy ones. As for death, the one thing about me is I can not die. Immortality comes in handy." She gave him a brief smile and kissed the tip of his nose.
Suddenly she was over come with anger but it was not hers. Someone was out in the woods and the anger they were letting go of came to her way before the rider did. She caught him out of the corner of her eye and whispered to Anduin.
-w-"We have company."
She slowly stood and took one step back. Half naked a sudden wind picked up, blowing the falling leaves around her bare feet. The leaves formed a circle around her and traveled up until it disappeared into the night sky. She was now fully dressed, the cloak wrapped around her shoulders as she lifted her arms and began braiding her hair. She waited for the stranger to speak and wondered if Anduin knew him.
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 14, 2006 10:02:55 GMT -5
:He watched Tempest stand after she spoke of having company, and Anduin would slowly stand as well. He looked over to where Tempest was looking, and a look of surprise formed on his face. He looked the boy over, the shock wearing off fast as he became wary. He spoke softly to Tempest as he stood next to her: That, is my son, Turin...
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Post by Tempest on Nov 14, 2006 10:10:59 GMT -5
She nodded silently and took his hand in hers. His son was very angry. She could only guess as to why. Unlike others, she did not pop into people's head without their permission. She would stand beside Anduin and face whatever was to come with him. She had pledged her self to him. And that was a pledge that was not given easily.
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 14, 2006 18:21:12 GMT -5
:He nods to Tempest, then begins to walk towards Turin, each step taken with a purpose. He walked within five feet of his son and stopped, arms crossed over his chest as he waited for Turin to make the first move:
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Post by Turin Lothar on Nov 14, 2006 23:13:16 GMT -5
Watching the two for a moment he wouldn't give any stir of emotion on his face. Looking down at Anduin from Lilly he gave a nod.
"Father.."
The word seemed cold, seeming to mix with that electric ice he would control one day. His grey eyes moving towards the woman, giving a 'huff' in a way. He didn't like her, nor did he like Kai.
Of course Turin would one day warm up to them.. maybe. He watched Anduin for now, wondering what the man could possibly say to him. The man had been missing for 15 years, he learned everything from his mother and aunt. The only things they wouldn't teach him were that of sword play.
'Your father will teach you' mother always said. 'Why?' would be his question to her. He had looked to his mothers sad face, she wouldn't answer. Guilt maybe? Who knew. Turin wanted answers to his fathers absence. He had seen the man once his entire life, and even that was a ghost.
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 15, 2006 12:29:21 GMT -5
Turin...: Anduin took a step forward, but stopped, knowing that tone in the boy's voice. He stood still, arms slowly crossing over his chest as he watched his son, speaking after a few moments: What made you come and find me?
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Post by Turin Lothar on Nov 15, 2006 12:37:18 GMT -5
He didn't answer right away, letting the silence tell him that he truly didn't want to be here. Then he looked back to his 'father'.
"The only way I'm ever going to learn anything to weilding a weapon is through you. Mom insists on it. Says she won't teach me. She wants you to. Though for the reasoning I don't know. I know Kai.."
The name coming out just as hateful as he would with any other male figure in his mothers life.
"won't either. I don't understand it, why is she pushing me to see the likes of you I don't know."
Of course, years of never seeing his father seemed to blacken his heart towards him. Could any truly blame him?
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Post by Stoic Soul on Nov 15, 2006 12:57:46 GMT -5
:He said nothing, but walked to where he had been kneeling by the lake. Laying there were two swords, one his own, the other the one he had made for Turin. He picked both up, holding them in their scabbards as he walked to within a few feet of Turin. He then spoke once more, his voice calm: Come on, you should figure it out by now. She wants me to train you in hopes of some kind of bond forming between us. While I doubt that will happen anytime soon, I will train you, for there is noone else who can. Now here.: he then tosses Turin his sword, waiting for the boy to catch it:
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