Stour
Xat Mod Staff
Rape Victim[M:-4590]
Prescribe me anything but faith.
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Post by Stour on Jul 23, 2009 16:05:50 GMT -5
Stour couldn't help but let out a short laugh before returning to his normal cool self. "Yeah, right, because I'm just an idiot. Well, you enjoy your stay here in Las Noches," Stour said, his sarcasm cold and biting. He turned on his heel, and started to walk off in the opposite direction again. He had a quick pace, quicker than a normal walking speed. This was because Stour knew this area so well that it had become a bore to walk here anymore. He longed to get back out to where he was. There was no chance of him staying here in las Noches while this old man was around.
Stour was at the peak of a tall dune, just a few yards from where they had been talking. He stopped for a moment, looking down the dune. Once he was down this dune the old man would be behind him, and he'd probably not see the old man for a long time. He couldn't resist a slight look back to see if the old man had any intentions of continuing the conversation.
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Post by aurius on Jul 23, 2009 23:22:21 GMT -5
Tallinn stood still watching Stour walk away, as the arrancar looks back he opens a new bottle of sake taking a deep swig he turns towards Hueco Mundo a large smile on his face. As he walked away he chuckled to himself he just loved messing with youngsters, and nothing gets an arrancar's attention like the word ultimate weapon. Making his way towards the gates of Los Noches his mind drifts to the day Aizen had asked him to build the ultimate weapon. Tallinn shook his head youngsters and there fighting, good thing the thing Aizen wanted couldn't be made... not without a whole lot of souls at least.
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Stour
Xat Mod Staff
Rape Victim[M:-4590]
Prescribe me anything but faith.
Posts: 1,824
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Post by Stour on Jul 23, 2009 23:45:20 GMT -5
Stour's lip curled back as the man opened a brand new bottle of the hideous drink. There was a split second where Stour seemed to still exist atop that hill, but he had gone away from there, quickly as he could, to explore more of these vast wastes, and put this old man's weapon from his mind. With a crack Stour appeared where he had been earlier that day, and began his hunt for... Whatever it was he searched for out here. Happiness? Maybe he came here to find loneliness. Even he didn't know.
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