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thebastion2014-02-25 01:04 am
dragonform) wrote in thebastion2014-02-25 01:04 am
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[Day 162] Open. Power, responsibility, etc.
Who: Ryu, and anyone else who finds him.
Open: Open
When: Day 162
Where: Walking around the Bastion. Later on, the training building.
What: Ryu sorting himself out, and preparing for Colin's strike team.
Format: I'll match.
Warnings: Possible serious discussions, talks of violence, loss, sadness.
He wants a way to preserve the memory of his friends, and his people. It is only a short time he had been given to know the remnants of the Brood, but those were one of the few times he felt he completely understood everything about himself, and his place in the world. Though the title given to him as Prince of Dragons would mean nothing to the other residents of the Bastion, it's the memory he wants to keep alive. His daily rituals have slowly begun to include visiting the Memorial and Shrine. Something to ensure he never forgets the people lost, and a quiet prayer to Ladon, the Dragon God. The spirit who watched over his people since before Myria's purge, and the one who gave him strength to carry on and gain mastery over the power of Infinity.
He had no idea if Ladon would ever know these prayers, but it felt like the right thing to do. With his business finished there, Ryu felt it best to take a walk. Hopefully trying to find a way to clear his mind, and prepare himself for accompanying Colin on his mission. To that end, he would seek the training building once he truly finds his resolve. Anyone who comes to find him in the training hall would see Ryu drilling himself through what appears to be slightly unconventional swordsmanship.
But in the middle of all of his thoughts and musings, he'll be found walking around the Bastion. Thinking things over and trying to clear his head.
Open: Open
When: Day 162
Where: Walking around the Bastion. Later on, the training building.
What: Ryu sorting himself out, and preparing for Colin's strike team.
Format: I'll match.
Warnings: Possible serious discussions, talks of violence, loss, sadness.
The last few days have been a whirlwind of activity for him. Losing everything, meeting all of these people who were hurting the same as he is. Grieving did eventually come to Ryu. In the quiet of his room, he felt the tears come. The memories. The possibility that no matter how much he hopes, his friends may be well and truly gone for good. However, he doesn't want to let this thought keep him from doing what he needs to do. There's far too much at stake for him to keep grieving. Beneath the usually cheerful exterior the teen had managed to build over time, there is still a lot that weighs him down.
He wants a way to preserve the memory of his friends, and his people. It is only a short time he had been given to know the remnants of the Brood, but those were one of the few times he felt he completely understood everything about himself, and his place in the world. Though the title given to him as Prince of Dragons would mean nothing to the other residents of the Bastion, it's the memory he wants to keep alive. His daily rituals have slowly begun to include visiting the Memorial and Shrine. Something to ensure he never forgets the people lost, and a quiet prayer to Ladon, the Dragon God. The spirit who watched over his people since before Myria's purge, and the one who gave him strength to carry on and gain mastery over the power of Infinity.
He had no idea if Ladon would ever know these prayers, but it felt like the right thing to do. With his business finished there, Ryu felt it best to take a walk. Hopefully trying to find a way to clear his mind, and prepare himself for accompanying Colin on his mission. To that end, he would seek the training building once he truly finds his resolve. Anyone who comes to find him in the training hall would see Ryu drilling himself through what appears to be slightly unconventional swordsmanship.
But in the middle of all of his thoughts and musings, he'll be found walking around the Bastion. Thinking things over and trying to clear his head.
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To destroy and to dominate... That is in our nature. I know that, and have spent much of my life to control it.
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[He shakes his head.]
But I've long since learned to control it.
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[Paarthunax may be aware of the problem his counterpart has.]