OoC: Finally, it's continuing.

BiC: "It's not that everyone is older, you are just younger," Xantez replied to the boy's remark. "You are a bit young to be someone who could protect himself in circumstances like this one. The thing is, though, is that I'm impressed with your strengths." Xantez stood from the ground he sat on, and walked over to the tree. He leaned onto the tree trunk and rested, closing his eyes. "One more thing is that you also make a lot of enemies in your travels."

"That I have to agree with," the girl said, coming into the conversation. "I am guessing you have more enemies than just him."

"I guess you could say that," Viratous explained. "Since I am a bit of a thief, as you could tell by that incident. I don't do it often, but the sword just looked like it would be useful."

The three all chuckled, and when they stopped Xantez sat down onto the ground where he leaned on the tree, and sighed heavily. God, I really miss him. He wiped his head with his forearm and looked up into the sky, thinking of his father. I wonder if you're satisfied, dad. I became what you said would ruin me. I did ths for you, so are you happy...? Angry...? Sad...? Xantez closed his eyes, and whispered to himself. "I joined the army to make you proud. Are you truly proud up there, looking down on me?"

"Is something bothering you, Xantez?" he heard a voice speak to him. He opened his eyes and saw Kika looking at him. "You looked troubled. Is something wrong?"

Xantez sighed heavily once more. Kika sat down next to him, as if she wanted to comfort him. "You can tell me what's bugging you. I'll listen, and maybe help if I can."

"My father died during battle when I was young. He was a soldier, and a great one at that. He fought bravely on the frontline, and never admitted defeat regardless of his conditon." He looked away from Kika, sadened by the past. "I wanted to be like him, and he was aganst my choice. I was angry at him and he and never spoke so much to each other after that. Few years later he died when protecting my planet, and I want nothng more than revenge on the ones who killed him."

"Do you know who killed him?" Kika asked.

"Hell if I know," Xantez replied softly. "But t doesn't matter. I want them dead, and I will kill them, even if they will kill me. If they take my life away, I will only be reunted with my father. I will not die in vain."

"I know how you feel about your father," Kika told Xantez. "I have felt such pain, and still feel that pain. The only difference between you and I is that you did not see him die in your hands."

Kika burst into tears, and Xantez wondered what she meant as he brought his arm around her and trid to comfort her. I wonder what she means by that. In her own hands? What could have led to that?

"It's ok, it's ok. You have to be strong about these things, or else you will give into these feelings so easily."

She wiped her eyes of her tears with her cloak's sleeve. Xantez sighed wth relief, and began to speak. "What happened back then?"

OoC: There isn't supposed to be a fight, so I started a conversation. What else is there to do now? Besides, I'm new at this kind of RP'ing so cut me some slack.

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