01-26-2008, 01:39 PM
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Hello Ace!
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Location: Dancing with Sakume.
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Re: Farewells. (For all those who wish to join.)
Crack... crash!
The heavy tree feel over, crashing hard into the ground. The trunk broken, splinters laying about, and the blood dripping from the hand of the man who had shattered the tree. A strong enough strike from the fleshy side of his left hand had easily cracked one of the largest trees in the jungle, but it didn't really matter to the green haired man at that moment. He fell to his knees, in complete disbelief. How could this have happened?
Zorlo looked to the sky, the sun moving through the tree tops to shine down upon him. The bright light of the sun only forced the Aura Master to look away from it. For the first time in many long nights, he felt those emotions that he boasted to no longer have rush over him. Zorlo stared at his hands as memories rushed back to him, overwhelming his heart. "How could this have happened. Everything was going so well, and then this. Zorlo couldn't help it. He felt a tear fall from his eye, and then couldn't stop the sudden rush.
"You bastard!" Zorlo yelled as he felt the weight upon his heart becoming unbearable. He had sat in silence for the past few days in his room, unable to move past the initial shock. Now that it had finally sunk into Zorlo's mind, the reality of it hit him like an atomic bomb. "How can you leave me? How can you leave her? How could... how could this have happened. How could you leave us."
Tears streamed from Zorlo's eyes as anger and sadness crushed his heart. No matter what Zorlo told himself, he couldn't help but be mad at this. "No matter how much you may have bothered me... I never thought... I never imagined... How could you leave me here without a rival? That's what you were to me. I respected you, you arrogant bastard... and you leave me here to continue fighting. How is it that someone immortal could leave this world first? Why?" Zorlo asked, unable to reason out why this had happened.
The fencer saw everything flash back into his mind at once. Kellson and the plateau; Johnny and that island; then Chinatown. What did that leave? Of three battles, Zorlo had learned that he actually enjoyed fight Johnny. "No matter how much stronger I became... you'd rise up to try to be my equal. No matter how great my skill level and aura grew, you'd find ways to strike back. Now that you're gone... who's going to tell me I'm wrong? Who's going to stand up to me and force me to truly understand myself? What's left?"
Zorlo stopped, feeling a laugh rise. He couldn't resist, it was suddenly funny, for some reason. Zorlo stood up, wiping the tears from his eyes and smiling he began to laugh. "It's hard to imagine. I didn't know you that long, but still, I know you've changed my life. I'll miss you, Johnny. Thank you for all you've done for me. There's one person that needs to hear that now more then me. I'll miss you, and no matter how much you hated me, I'll always consider you my friend and rival. Fair well."
The Aura Master shoved his hands in the pocket and exited his room. He had someone who needed some form of condolence, even if she hated him.
OoC: Zorlo needed to pay his tribute alone. Zach and Monroe will have their chance later.
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