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Post by Angel Mau on Mar 4, 2016 17:34:21 GMT
Angel would walk out into the halls of the university. Dealing with that Damn book was grating on his nerves. So out on a walk to clear his head.
As he out on his walk a thought popped into his head. He had yet to try his new necromancy ability. So he focused for a moment as he did when he first struggled with his Path. Then he opened his eyes and looked into the land of the dead.
Who or what would he see?
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Post by Ion on Mar 27, 2016 7:56:55 GMT
The area around the University would look largely unchanged, save for the very small number of dead and ghosts wandering around the area. One in particular was sitting on one of the benching with a guitar over his shoulder, strumming the strings of the instrument absently, there was no real music coming from the instrument. Just the gentle sound of a guitar being strummed to ease the passage of time, the passage of eternity.
Ion sat on that bench fiddling with the guitar thinking back on his life. He was angry, furious, he had been for the better part of a decade. But that didn't seem to bring the wraith any comfort. He wasn't likely go ever get that comfort, not until HE was dead. HE was gone and HE had suffered for the horrible crimes he committed.
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Post by Angel Mau on Mar 27, 2016 20:33:40 GMT
Angel heard the sounds of a guitar. As much as he loved music that sound was more painful now. Though unable to resist the temptation he would follow the sound. Even as painful as it was. The man might as well be strumming the strings on Angel heart.
As he saw the man Angel realized it wasn't a man at all but a wraith. Interesting... This is the first one he had seen. So I guess the book actually was worth something.
"Hello."
Angel would say walking forward. He didn't really know what to do now. Just introduce himself like normal? Hell he didn't know he had never talked to a dead guy before... Technically.
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Post by Ion on Mar 28, 2016 5:39:32 GMT
Ion looked toward the strange little creature that had entered the shadow lands with an inquisitive look, odd that any creature would be there specifically, while not unheard of it was still very odd, especially one who seemed to be wandering rather than moving with a purpose. "Evening." He responded with a strange, obviously Indian accent. "What brings you to the shadow lands White?" He asked. Ion had never been much for names, they only caused trouble. So a name that disclosed nothing was what he'd give the strange vampire that had interrupted his evening.
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Post by Angel Mau on Mar 28, 2016 7:41:43 GMT
Well... That sounded a bit racist...
"I... Well I heard your guitar so I came to see who was playing it... Also I'm Egyptian not white. Just saying."
Then he would study the man... Ghost... Wraith thing. He seemed interesting and... Well very Indian. Which was surprising, out of all the races he had seen here he hadn't seen an Indian.
"What brings you to Nagasaki?"
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Post by Ion on May 16, 2016 8:07:16 GMT
Ion studied the creatures face calmly, his fingers automatically strumming out the chords to the beginning of an old tune. The guitar itself was perfectly tuned, and resonated beautifully, even in the land of the dead. "Been here a long time White, the question here..." He paused tilting his head to one side just a bit. "What brings you to the land of the dead?" He held no love for the living, nor the mostly dead, nor anything in particular. It was his hatred and rage that kept him in this place, and it would be his hatred and rage that would keep him there. Far longer than a human lifetime, thanks to his progeny's patricide.
Ion motioned toward the bench, inviting the newcomer to sit with him. He wasn't rude, that wasn't the gypsy way.
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Post by Angel Mau on May 17, 2016 0:16:52 GMT
Angel took the seat confusion obviously spreading on his face. He looked to Ion with a raised eyebrow.
"What do you mean? Land of the dead? But I'm still alive..."
Then Angel looked down at himself then back to Ion and shrugged.
"Technically."
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Post by Ion on May 17, 2016 0:50:29 GMT
Ion simple looked at White, his expression and features completely neutral, letting the creature before him figure it out for himself.
"You are most certainly dead, animate, but dead." He finished continuing to play his guitar is if nothing was happening at all.
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Post by Angel Mau on May 17, 2016 1:24:33 GMT
Angel rolled his eyes.
"My point remains as far as I knew body is still in the physical world. So how is it that I am currently in the land of the dead? Was I killed in my sleep? Or... The book."
Angel realized. Huh, guess that thing wasn't completely useless.
"So the book actually does work and I'm able to see into your world. Interesting."
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Post by Ion on May 17, 2016 1:26:59 GMT
Ion shrugged a bit. "What brings you to the land of the dead White?" He asked again still playing his guitar, his eyes carefully studying the vampire that had chosen to enter the Shadow Lands.
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Post by Angel Mau on May 17, 2016 23:11:53 GMT
Angel shrugged.
"I don't honestly know. I was just out taking a walk and now I'm talking to a dead guy. So right now I'm just seeing where the night takes me."
Then he leaned back on the bench and looked to Ion.
"What about yourself? What keeps you sticking around?"
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