Forging a New Path [NEKO]

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it's in your eyes, a c o l o r fade out
- - - - - - LOOKS LIKE A N E W TRANSITION, THE STARTING UP AND SHAKING YOUR
GROUND. TURNING YOUR HEAD TO SEE A NEW DAY CALLING - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

The sharp snap of moving air ricocheted off of the tall castle wall. Soon followed by the soft sound of a release of air. The sounds echoed again and again. From his perch on top of a sapling, Sen blinked slowly and yawned at his masters boring actions. Why in the world the man would swing a piece of metal around like that was beyond the pokemon. Especially half naked. At least the metal thing was shiny. The chatot continued to chirp quietly to himself and ignored the man below.

Zain, bare chested, ignored the sweat dripping into his eyes and brought his sword around again, only to stop it just to the side of center. Controlled stops were more difficult than a standard swing and hack. It required focus and the muscle control to stop the blade short of the target. To others the move may not seem important but in an emergency it may be necessary to soften or completely stop a blow before he struck an ally. Also it was great at clearing his mind as a form of meditation.

Normally, Zain was a man of action and not thought. Even so he set time aside during the day to mull over whatever he felt like. Today it was the current state of his life. Here he was prancing around in the royal guard like some paid dog. It irritated him slightly, but he was paid well and had free time to train. It wasn’t as strenuous as other jobs, but he felt as if he were stagnating. He was ready for something new, something exciting. That had to be it. He was getting bored of this lifestyle. Zain grunted as he finished his reps and stood back up straight.

The mercenary ran a hand through his long hair, pulling back the erant strands that had fallen in his face. Lost to his exercise and musings it seemed he had missed someone approaching. He could hear the sounds of footsteps though no one appeared. Wary Zain kept his weapon in hand but otherwise gave no indication he’s noticed. Well it was time something a bit more interesting happened. Much longer and he would’ve convinced himself to leave the royal guard.

does it f e e l like a head to lean on?
- - - - - - - - A SNAPSHOT FROM WHERE YOU BORN. I'M LOOKING FOR YOUR HAND IN
THE ROUGH, YOU'RE CAUGHT IN THE WIRE. WELL I'LL L I F T YOU OUT - - - - - - - - - - -

THIS POST WAS WRITTEN FOR » Ginger.
THERE ARE THIS MANY WORDS » ###
THE LYRICS ARE FROM » witchcraft - pendulum
THESE ARE MY LAST WORDS » A bit blah. : /
CREDIT GOES TO » carolyn at caution.

[Ginger]

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I totally did not know about this thread... and That is was for me.. Peach if you ever return I will totally reply to this thread... So so sorry.