Relics of a different time [P, NK]

Wed May 07, 2014 2:59 pm

Xyxer had woke up, actually woke up this time, and got dressed messily in a loose grey tee with elasticated pants. Maximum comfort; the best. He was still having troubles controlling his new found ability, and as such his hand turned into water momentarily as he brushed it through his hair, moistening it somewhat. How dreadful. Grabbing a bottle of water he headed out, remembering the scene where his Hoshigaki friend was slaughtered.

Wed May 07, 2014 3:10 pm

Takizawa wanders through the village. A katana strapped to each side of his waist. Wearing a white t-shirt, jeans, and sandals. He had been walking around aimlessly since midnight. Thinking about life, and it's many luxuries. While walking, he spots a familiar face. A man he had known since his Kirigakure days. "Xyxer?!" He says while standing three meters in front of him. He waits for a response, his hands resting on the katana sheathes.

Wed May 07, 2014 3:51 pm

It was quite a surprise to the former ANBU Captain that he had not quite noticed the male that was in front of him. His voice rang a bell and so he looked up to gaze at his face, his face seeming to warp into view of the male that was slowly breaking mentally. It was his friend, Kenchi. Waving one hand to him, he wondered if that would be discourteous shortly after given the fact that he had broke his arm not too long ago. "Hail."

Wed May 07, 2014 3:55 pm

Takizawa smiles, it was almost as if he were ignorant to the fact that his friend had come pretty close to ending his life, but he was not. He understood the previous events, and came to know that Xyxer was the last true Kirigakure shinobi. Sure he was one himself, but lately he found himself evolving. Whether it be for better or worse, he did not know yet. "Yo. Where are you headed off to today?"

Wed May 07, 2014 4:00 pm

He envisioned Kenchi on a cross, nailed via his wrists into the burnt wood.. He could disect him. Torture him slowly.. A bit of a kunai.. shuriken practice. See how long someone could function for before their lack of.. hydration killed them. He lifted his hand up groggily, almost as if he was going to reach out in an attempt to stroke Kenchi. However, as he did that, his hand turned into water and warped somewhat before phasing back to normal, leaving merely a disorientated Xyxer with a raised hand. "Just.. out for a walk."

Wed May 07, 2014 4:06 pm

Takizawa smiles, oblivious to the man's corrupted thoughts. When his hand reaches out for a moment, his body stiffens. It seems his recent beat down led to him contracting the battered woman syndrome. When he sees his hand turn into liquid his heart putters. "God, Xy. Are you dying? Do you need to go to the hospital?" He says this in an overly serious voice, like a mother looking after her child. While waiting for a reply, he bounces from foot to foot nervously.

Wed May 07, 2014 4:10 pm

A rather blunt sentence slid out of Xyxer's mouth, "What's wrong with your face?" He asked as his hand started to reach out towards it. In his mind, it was corpse like; black, turgid and breaking inwards as if it was discoloured porcelain. Something was seriously wrong with this picture, even Xyxer knew that.

Wed May 07, 2014 4:20 pm

He stares around, taken back. His eyes are protruded by a mist like substance. His vision blurred, by the approaching tears. "I may not be the most handsome man, but..." He trails off into silence after realizing his friend was serious. "Are you alright Xyxer? To answer your question I'm as average looking as ever, considering I haven't run into any walls today." While waiting for a reply, he stares at his friend, his eye focused on his watery arm. Now that he thought about it, he met a person in Kirigakure that had a similar problem, though he can't remember the person's name.

Wed May 07, 2014 4:29 pm

The humour was not shared by Xyxer, whom appeared to be high off some sort of substance, although the reality was greatly different. His fingers poked against the flesh of Kenchi's face, but to him it felt as if his hand was going right through, probably because of his watery hand. "That's not normal, Kenchi.. You need to get seen to."

Wed May 07, 2014 4:49 pm

He looks at his friend strangely, as his arm of water touches his face. He notes that it seems to be rather warm. "I'm the mentally sane one here. I'm telling you, there's nothing wrong with me." He speaks seriously, lowering his voice so his friends antics doesn't attract the attention of the passing villagers, whom were beginning to stare at them.

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