Magus Professional Goober
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Slight Of Mind
Baka = Karsh...eh? Heh, guess I should
have seen that coming. And yes, who am I to miss a little
carnage, so Me = Sidekick. Well then, being out and all, and
having to vote in public...might as well annoy as many teams
as is humanly possible. Really, only two independant sponsors
left, yeesh.
Votes: Cloud Strife Delita
Jun Tseng Skullkid Ronfar Tatsuya
Unvote: Leon, because I have to try and save the
independants.
Votes right across the board! So, let's
see, 23 people left. 7 gone per round, 3 more regular rounds,
and a final? I suppose.
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"Let me go!"
Magus struggled with break free from the one who held
him back. Everytime he got away, his captor came back. It was
impossible to escape that which knew you better than yourself.
It was impossible to escape yourself.
"I'm
finished here! Why are you so adamant on staying?"
Alfador looked up at his counterpart with sadness in
his eyes. "We still have much to do here. The battle is lost,
but the war rages on..."
"My god, and I thought I was
the cryptic one! Would you mind telling me exactly what the
hell it is you're talking about? You know, for future
reference..."
"Quiet, don't you hear the wind blowing
across the waves? Can't you see the sun rising over the dry
land? How can you not feel the darkness in the air?"
The two stood in the middle of a strange land. Magus
was slouched, rejected. Perhaps bitter or resentful, perhaps
afraid of what was yet to come. Alfador was tall and proud for
the first time in his Existence. His time for greatness would
be coming soon, but it would come at a very real cost. There
they stood in silence, then Magus voiced his thought.
"I...thought that I...saw...her..."
"You
probably did, she was with that thing that attacked yesterday.
She'll probably be upset you didn't stop to say 'Hello'."
"You knew? You knew and didn't tell me? After all I've
gone through since the day I lost her, and now I lost my
chance to say goodbye? Why didn't you tell me?"
"It
didn't seem important."
"Look, 'Alfador', I don't know
what's going on in the 'Holier Than Thou' mind of yours, and I
don't particularly want to, but when you cost me a chance to
see my sister...I swear..."
"I don't see what the big
deal is, I mean..."
Alfador caught the cold glare he
was getting. He cleared his throught and rephrased his
comments.
"I mean, this half of you just came to terms
with her loss so long ago. I've dealt with it and moved on,
and I'm fine with it now. You just sort of pushed it back and
tried to forget that part of your life, you haven't had time
to grieve..."
"I hate you." The evil one grumbled
through clenched teeth. He stared at Alfador and saw
everything he wasn't. They were opposites, but there was the
same. He truly hated him.
"I think that's because
you're supposed to."
Alfador continued on his trek,
determined to win the war. Magus followed at a comfortable
distance.
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So we'll go no more aroving, so late into the
night, Although the heart be still as loving, and the moon
be still as bright.
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