forums.rs

Forums

Feel the Silence

Quick find code: 49-50-531-56681643

of 97
Crystal Smee

Crystal Smee

Posts: 7,994 Rune Posts by user Forum Profile RuneMetrics Profile
Hey guys. Well, like I mentioned before, I'm going away (to the Mediterranean! ^_^ ). I just wanted to say goodbye for the next couple of weeks. I'll be back August 26th, hopefully with adds. I'll have something, it just may not be very substantial...I'm going to try and relax and work some stuff out. Anyway, please bump this. See you in a few weeks. =)
- Smeeze

09-Aug-2008 17:10:08

Chuk

Chuk

Posts: 14,177 Opal Posts by user Forum Profile RuneMetrics Profile
Good luck with working stuff out. From your thread elsewhere, it sounds like you're in a tough position. But have lots of fun! That's very important when going on vacation.
And bye. If you're still around I'll start posting again around late October or November. I'm canceling membership for the beginning of my senior year and soccer season. So one last bump and post on one of my favorite stories on the forums. Maybe it'll be completed when I get back?

09-Aug-2008 21:42:12

Crystal Smee

Crystal Smee

Posts: 7,994 Rune Posts by user Forum Profile RuneMetrics Profile
Thanks, Dav!
Well, I'm back, and while I didn't write a whole lot (I really just didn't have the time), I did figure some stuff out. Not to put too much weight on it, but I think things will be better for me, at least a little :) .
Somewhere I wrote something in a notebook. I just need to type it up. May take me a couple days, I'm pretty disorganized.

27-Aug-2008 02:10:35

Crystal Smee

Crystal Smee

Posts: 7,994 Rune Posts by user Forum Profile RuneMetrics Profile
Lucas did*’t know how long he sat there, staring at the man who could have been his friend. For a long time he simply felt numb, as though his body could not handle all of the emotions and just shoved them aside, leaving him as nothing more than an empty shell. He gazed blankly at the older man, feeling nothing, thinking nothing. Lying on his back like this in Lucas’ lap, one would hardly even know he had been stabbed; he looked as though he was asleep. The blade hadn’t pierced through the front of his body, but in the back, blood still spilled out over Lucas’ knees.
Finally he became aware of the raindrops pelting his face and looked around, startled, as though coming out of a deep dream. The torrent of emotions crashed over him, and in a wave of horror, he threw the body off his lap and scrambled to his feet. His mouth worked in a mess of gurgling and muttering, his eyes roved the bloody battle without being able to focus. His head was pounding, his body felt chilled to the bone. He was a wreck of conflicting feelings; guilt, fear, sadness, and rage all coursed through him, along with an overwhelming sense of helplessness.
He looked back at Martin’s body, lying in the wet, bloodstained sand, and one emotion overpowered all others: anger. Fury began to churn deep in his stomach, rising to his chest, constricting his breathing, then pulsing madly in his mind. The Kandarins did this; they killed him. And now he would avenge his friend. He reached down, picking up his battered rapier and Martin’s army-issue longsword in each hand, staring thoughtfully and the blades. His jaw tightening, his eyes gleamed. A red haze seemed to settle over his vision. No longer was he the terrified boy, no, he was something else entirely. A feral, animal instinct took over him, guiding his motions, surpassing the block of inexperience in his mind.

30-Aug-2008 21:34:23 - Last edited on 30-Aug-2008 21:34:53 by Crystal Smee

Crystal Smee

Crystal Smee

Posts: 7,994 Rune Posts by user Forum Profile RuneMetrics Profile
He leapt at the next Kandarin soldier to pass him and easily beheaded him, then dashed on to the next. For a moment he snapped out of his dream-like state as a blade cut a deadly arc toward his head, but his body jerked involuntarily downward, and it passed harmlessly. Then one of his swords plunged into the soldier’s chest and the man collapsed in a splash of blood. In this manner Lucas went on, fighting without thinking, letting this survivor’s instinct take control of his body. Swords that had once strained his muscles to lift now felt light as toothpicks, though somewhere in the back of his mind he knew he would pay for this in the morning. He had no idea how many he killed, but it felt so natural as he looked out across the battlefield, spying opponents, dodging explosions from the mages…killing.
When a hand touched his arm he whirled, raising his blades, and felt his body tackled to the ground. He struggled before someone yelled, “Stop, you idiot!” Recognizing Gavin’s voice, he went limp, then climbed to his feet.
“Sorry,” he muttered, “I…” And for the second time he came out of a deep trance, and the emotions once more crashed into him, as well as a tide of exhaustion and pain. He was wet, injured, freezing, and had no strength left at all.
“Don’t worry about it,” Gavin said, slapping his shoulder. “I get it; you got caught up, did*’t you? It’s quite a rush * the adrenaline, yeah? I saw you fighting out there, kid. Can** say you quite looked like a pro, I mean, your defense needs some work – have you seen yourself? But hey, that was something.” He grinned. “Sorry, I’m rambling. I’m on a rush myself right now.*

30-Aug-2008 21:35:30 - Last edited on 30-Oct-2009 00:41:13 by Crystal Smee

Crystal Smee

Crystal Smee

Posts: 7,994 Rune Posts by user Forum Profile RuneMetrics Profile
Lucas said nothing. Some rush, yeah, he thought to himself, feeling utterly drained as it left him. As he watched Gavin speak, seeing the way his face was lit up in the heat of the battle, he felt sick. How could he enjoy this? How could anyone enjoy this carnage? It was terrible. In his mind, he saw Martin, lying motionless in the sand, and felt his jaw clench again in anger. Terrible.
“We’re doing good, you know,” Gavin continued. “Pretty much beat this group out.” Indeed, the battle was dying down, and Gavin and Lucas stood alone on the beach. “’Course, there’s those ships on the horizon making everybody nervous and fight twice as fast. Better to face ‘em one at a time than all together.”
Lucas’ head whipped toward the gray ocean, where a fleet of ships could be seen. They were close; they’d be docking within an hour or two, and at that range, were clearly visible. His stomach knotted. More fighting? Did it ever end? How was he supposed to go on, when this skirmish had already sapped his last reserves?
“So. Have you seen any of the others? I saw Reynolds a little while ago, Cor too. Haven’t seen Shem, but you were with Martin, right?”
Lucas froze. Oh, no. What was he supposed to do? He saw again Martin lying almost peacefully in the sand, felt the tug of his own guilt. He knew he should tell Gavin, but the happy glow on his face…however sick it was, he couldn’t bring himself to ruin that. He did*’* want to be the messenger, did*’* want to tell him that his friend had died…or that it was his fault. His head screamed, his heart debated, and finally he stammered, “I, uh…no. Not since we charged down. We got split up.”
Gavin bowed his head. “Yeah, all right. I shouldn’t worry – he knows what he’s doing.”

30-Aug-2008 21:36:28

Quick find code: 49-50-531-56681643 Back to Top