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Post by Tom Troughton on Nov 6, 2004 21:13:01 GMT
*The sceen that appers befor Tom and Midnights face is of a Grand Hall, It is a spectacular sight, bright red flags with a gold trim fluter from the celling, a long red caret is layed out on the floor, in one corenr there are three gold throwns, one is a masive and very decrotive one, another is slight less grand in size and decoration, The thrid is the lest grandest but is still a spectical tp behold.*
*In the hall are men all dressed in long white Robes with Golden trim.*
"It's The Corenation."
*Tom says to Midnight.*
"Though which one is anyones guess I saw 3 in my time here."
*The Door at the far end open and 5 people walk in. Three are men dressed in Golden robes another is a young woman dressed like the other people in the Hall while the fith is a small boy who looks uncomfortable in his robes.*
*Tom looks at the prosession perticualy at the 3rd Man & the Young Lady*
"Farther, Mouther??"
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Post by Midnight on Nov 6, 2004 21:25:11 GMT
*Midnight watched the scene. Shocked at the spectacular building around her. It was beautiful and the clothes were dazzling. The little boy seemed to be more interested in trying to get out of the robes than anything else. They seemed to be rather heavy.*
Any ideas now?
*When Tom calls the people mother and father she begins to worry. She had a feeling Tom was more than just a Alzan.*
Were your mother and father important?
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Post by Tom Troughton on Nov 6, 2004 21:32:24 GMT
"My father was the Lord Regent, thats the third highest rank in Alzan society."
"This must be his corination along with the Chancolar Zeean and High Master Malzan."
*A Man come from behind the thrown and bows to the 3 men the woman and child have stoped just befor the steps that lead up to the thrown and are watching. The Man greats the 3 men."
"High Master Malzan, Chancolar Zeean & Lord Regent General Trou. Your subjects salute you. All of the hall bow down to the 3 men."
*The man then turns to the woman and child.*
"And they saulte Lady Trou and the young heir to the Regentsy. Master Tommal Trou."
*The Lady beems with pride at her husban and son. But the young boy looks embarased and even more uncomfortable. He looks to Midnight like he is longing to ruin away far away.*
"A rebal the system at its very top how ironic."
*Tom mussed out loud with out thinking, and then realsied what he ahd done whne Midnight looked at him quizzicaly then back at the young boy and back at him.*
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Post by Midnight on Nov 6, 2004 21:44:45 GMT
You mean?? Your the son of a Lord Regent and a rebel??
*Midnight looks shocked.*
Why rebel? I mean theres a lot of things I don't like about Alzans and well I have good reason to but....
I'm not quite sure what to say. I guess I can understand.....but looking at this I'd say it wasn't a easy choice.
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Post by Tom Troughton on Nov 6, 2004 22:11:35 GMT
*Befor Tom can anserw the sceen changes. Its now a Chamber The Lord Regent and Lady Trou are there as is a younger Tom.*
*The Lord Regent is adressing his son.*
"Tommal. Why my Boy? You have a fine life, you are bright and well educated. Why do you continualy dissobay and question The teachings of our race?"
[Tommal]
"Father, I can not just stand by and Observe events unfolding. I want to be apart of the unierse I can't just stand by, there so much to see, to learn, to do."
[Regent]
"But it is forbiden my son. And you would not be welcomed, by any race, our shamefull past will make you an outcast. Tommal, please, stay here, forget this foolishness."
*Tommal shakes his head.*
"No Farther I can't."
[Regent]
"My Son, you know what this choice would meen for you. Please do not make me have to do that."
*Tommla looks sadly away.*
"I'm sorry Farther, my mind is made up and my destiny chosen..........Do what you must."
[Regent]
"Oh my son..."
*Tommals Mouther is visebly crying. Tommal looks at her with tears in his eyes.*
"I am Sorry mouther."
*The Lord Regent stands solamly up. And adresses his son.*
"Tommal Trou, because of your refusal to abide by Alzan Law. I have no choice but to excomunicate you from Alzan Society. While you are still entiteld to our protection you can no longer live in this relm or.........asociate with ANYONE of The Alzan race again for the rest of your natural life."
*Lady Trou brakes down in tears. Tommal gose and concols her. The Lord Rehgent starts walking out.*
"Father."
*He stops and looks back at Tommal.*
"I want you to know Ibare you no Ill will for what you have done. And that I still love you and mouther dearly."
*The Lord Regent mearly nods and opens the door, and signals for 2 gaurds to come in. They take Tommal under the arms and start to escort him out, his mouther tried despretly to hold on to him but she can't. He is marched off down a corridor.*
*Tommals Farther watches him go when he is out of sight he says quiatly.*
"I love you to my Son."
*Tom who has been watching this whole sceen play out walks up to his father he knows he can't see him as he is a memory. quiatly he says.*
"I'm sorry farther. I'm so so sorry."
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Post by Midnight on Nov 6, 2004 22:40:29 GMT
*Midnight pauses before doing anything. After a few minutes the Lord Regent went down the hall leaving the older Tom to look after him as he goes. Not long after that his mother races down the hall. The pair are alone again. Midnight walks upto and places a hand on Tom's shoulder.*
I'm sorry you had to relive that Tom. Fate has a way of making life impossible it seems. You have to do what makes you happy though....to stand by and watch can not be the greatest of lives.
*Under her breath.*
Says me whos dream was once to be a Watcher like my mother and Master Kaylo....
*Out loud*
You did the right thing. I know that may not sound like the best thing in the worlds right now but it's true. To live a life your not happy with is worse than living the life of a outcast. To say you will be a outcast from everyone else is not true. They made you an outcast by not being able to accept you for who you are, they made a great mistake doing that. I hope you find a place that you can call home and live life the way you want to Tom.
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Post by Tom Troughton on Nov 6, 2004 22:50:14 GMT
*Tom looks back at Midnight agin they share a deep gaze as if readingg each others deepst thoughts and desiers.*
"Thank you Midnight"
*He says quiatly. Tom takes hold of one of Midnight's Hands and tendly hold it.*
"Thank you for the emotional support. I guess you wern't the only one who was denied a proper griveing process."
*Midnight notices tears in Toms eyes.*
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Post by Midnight on Nov 6, 2004 23:11:23 GMT
*A couple of tears slide down Toms cheeks slowly. Midnight rubs the tears away with her thumb.*
Grieving will come. It always does eventually I guess.
*Midnight is about to say something else but Before she can the world begins to swirl around them again and slowly they return to the School.*
(OCC: Returning back to the school in the Mistaken Identity thread.)
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Post by Zeytan on Nov 7, 2004 22:18:10 GMT
*As Midnight returned to the real world after her latest spirt walk she became awarw of a sence of danger.* "Stay Right where you are Miss. I'm a philoseper and I abhore violence so please do not make it nesercery for me to use it." *Those words snaped Midnight back to the real world. She looked down to just below her chin and saw the blade of a sword just resting on her wind pipe. She then looked to Tom but saw That a starnge creatuer. A Large Blue Crab had his neck between it's pincers.* "Malark. Don't Hurt him." *Midnight turned and looked at the man.* [ModNote: Zeytan was last seen here.] |
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Post by Midnight on Nov 7, 2004 22:39:04 GMT
*When Midnight catches glimpse at the man she for a minute thinks its Leytan. Her heat piks up a beat but then sense kicks in. If it was Leytan then he wouldn't do this. He would know her. Thinking for several minutes before she answers she looks over to Tom and just smiles slightly.*
We mean you or this school no harm. Would you happen to know a Leytan at all?
*Midnight waits for a answer hoping that her thinking is right. That anyone who looks like Leytan so much would be a relative.*
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Post by Zeytan on Nov 7, 2004 22:42:42 GMT
"He's my half-Brother."
"How do you know him?"
*The Mans eyes narror slightly.*
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Post by Tom Troughton on Nov 7, 2004 22:47:47 GMT
*Tom has not seen the man yet, he has had his eyes fixed on the Crab. On hereing the mention of Leytan & The mans responce he swings his head round and looks at the man and rolls his eyes.*
"ZEYTAN!!!"
"Zeytan you great clot do we look like a threat?? Put that sword away, you know me Tom Trougton, you helped me and Ringmaster Rob hunt down Edward Deal."
"Now for heven sake put down the sword before Miss Midnight here makes you. Belive me the sweet looking Kitty Cat has claws and she is not affraid to use them. And tell Malark to get his pincers off of my neck."
*looks back at poor Malark who looks quite confused.*
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Post by Midnight on Nov 7, 2004 23:01:35 GMT
*Midnight herself looks pretty comfused herself but seen asZeytan is the one who has a sword at her throat she decides it's best to answer him.*
Yes I know him. He poisoned a friend of mine and kidnapped me but we sorted things out and as far as I know he's left Wolfenden. He also gave me a trick or two.....
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Post by Zeytan on Nov 7, 2004 23:13:51 GMT
"Ahhh. I see my appolaigse for him my dear girl if your freind is still alive I have the antidote in my room. My Brother always uses the same poision."
*Now looks to Tom at first he dosne't seem to reconise him then a smile of reconition comes across his face.*
"Mr. Troughton? Tom my freind it is good to see you. I heard you had perished in a magical explosion."
"Malark let him go."
*The Crab responds and lets go of Tom he sctutals away keeping his eye on Tom, not looking were he is going he scuttuls right under neath Midnights dress the sudern change of sceen confuses Malrak and he stops and looks around.*
*Zeytan growns*
"Oh dear forgive him my dear he is not to bright."
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Post by Midnight on Nov 7, 2004 23:18:07 GMT
*Midnight goes a light shade of pink.*
No worries Zeytan. How does he take to threats?
*Not waiting for a answer Midnight talks to Malark.*
Not wanting to offend Malark but if you don't get down from there NOW I will turn you into a crabsicle.
*Midnight shakes her head to Zeytan to show she wouldn't really but is using this as a trick.*
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