[OOC] Man, I'm so sorry guys. I haven't posted in like, half a month. Sorry, I haven't had much time on the computer and I was really get'n into the RPG that I'm make'n on RPGMaker.
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Tacaeus was looking at his newfound armour and blade. With a wide smile, Tacaeus was beginning to show a his childish side.
Heehee, this is sweet!
He was lifting his arms and legs, checking all of the armour on his body. It wasn't much different in colour and style than his last peice of protection, but this was more heafty durable. Parts of his shoulders ponted upward, and the metal around his fists was a separate colour and a lot stronger than the rest of his bodysuit. The greeves layed loose and light, allowing him to move quickly and sharply.
Heheh, I'm like'n this! Hey Ukou, how do you like your new aparel?
Ukou"
Well, I fell stronger, and more vibrant and alive than before."
Yeah, you look pretty sharp!
Ukou," . . . "
My apologies for the pun, I forgot about your lack of a sense of humour . . . Zegar, how are you doing?"
Tacaeus seemed to forget about all of the demons around him and Kael leading them on. But, the thought remained fresh in his mind, he was just playing cool. Kael and Zegar both found this to be odd and stared at him with one eyebrow arched. Tacaeus sharply looked at them both.
What?
He paused.
Oh, oh right . . .
The archangel gave Kael a snearing glance then continued his travel.
Kael," Ah, the fortress is now in sight."
Zegar," Oh, ya think? It has been for the past few minutes. I'm surprised you could only begin to see it now."
Kael sneered.
Tacaeus lowered his head and entered deep thought. He was murmering words under his breath.
Oh, Tira . . . if only I could hold you in my arms once more. How I wish to feel your embrace, the soft touch of your lips, the warmth of your hands holding mine. This is the moment I need you most . . . but it is also the moment I need you to be far away. I want to reach out for you now, but all I will feel is the emptyness of the unloving air around me. In silence I cry out to you, in a bellow I whisper your name . . . and it is sweet on my lips. Just the sound of you enlightenning name strengthens my every sense and provides me with wisdom. Alas, it also provides me with deep sorrow, for I may not ever see your beautiful face once more. Must I face eternity alone? Oh, how I long for your touch! Words cannot describe the feelings that are boiling up inside my cold and broken heart! I close my eyes to see your figure, but that only brings me more grief for I only behold what I cannot have. With my tears I embrace you, but I must leave you now. I know you can hear me and I long to hear your soothing voice once again, but I know that it would not be wise.
Goodbye . . . my love.
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