Philippe sat there for a while, staring at nothing. Then he got up and looked out the window, up at the clear night sky. It had stopped raining and the stars were winking at him, saying, "Come and play, we are waiting." It was new moon tonight, so no moonlight shone across the land outside. Philippe could still see fairly well because of his enhanced eyesight. Everything was damp and the ground was muddy. I may have to buy a new cloak after this. Philippe sighed and turned from the window. What should I do now?
Lync ate the granola bar fast, "Thanks."
He created Cloudroth, a demon whole killed my family! Philippe was stunned. He had thought Kyle was becoming his friend! Kyle was nothing, but a filthy half-breed. Philippe frowned. He should have never trusted them. "I will stick with these people for now. I will try to kill Cloudroth for you, but if he is to strong, then I will need help. You seem to be the only one who is telling me the truth so I accept your word."
I'm listening to "My Sitar" by Dr. Bombay Perfect Demyx song! :p
Philippe thought for a moment. "Why are you talking to me?"
A demon is talking to me in my mind? Oh, he probably heard that! His curiosity got the better of him, though. "Who was he?"
Philippe blinked in surprise. "How do you know what happened? Who are you?"
Philippe's breathing was soft as he dreamed of how life used to be.... ------ "Philippe! Philippe! Come see what I bought at the market today!" A boy's eyes brightened as his small hands pushed himself off the floor, where he was playing with his train set. He ran into the hallway of their mansion and down the stairs. The young boy stopped as he saw a beautiful woman standing in the doorway, her slender arms open for a hug. The boy smiled and ran into her arms. "Mother, your home! How I missed to so!" The boy said, still clutching the woman tightly. The woman's laughter filled the air with joy, "Why, Philippe, I have only been gone for a few hours, but I have a surprise for you. Come outside and see." The little boy, Philippe, ran outside as fast as he could, his blonde hair blown back by a sudden wind. Then he saw it. "A new bow! Thank you Mother! Now I will practice extra hard to get as good as Father and Brother." He turned around, wondering why he couldn't here his Mother's laughter anymore. Mother was standing at the bottom steps, looking up at the sky, horror on her face. Philippe looked up. Demons were swooping down from the sky. He froze in terror as one came down and landed in front of him. Philippe couldn't move as the demon smiled menacingly and raised its claws. Philippe closed his eyes, waiting for the pain, but it didn't come. He opened his eyes and saw Mother's wide eyes and the blood soaking her white dress. Mother had stepped in front of him, taking in the attack. "Run, Philippe," Mother said. Philippe looked at her, tears filling is blue eyes, knowing he would never see her again, or hear the melody of Mother's laughter fill the mansion. Philippe turned and ran across the lawn. He almost reached the edge of the forest, but heard the shriek of many demons swarming the house, and turned to face the mansion, his home. His father was in his study. His bother in his room. His baby sister crying in her cradle. Philippe turned and ran into the forest, tears steaming down his face. ----------- Philippe woke up screaming.
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Philippe finished off the turkey leg and decided to find a room to sleep in. He walked up the stairs and turned a corner. This place is big! He walked down a hallway and stopped. Which do should I try? Philippe went over to the first door in the hallway and carefully opened it up. It felt like he was snooping, but when he saw the soft bed in the corner, that feeling went away. In its place, Philippe felt unbelievably tired. He dragged his feet of to the bed and collapsed onto it. In seconds Philippe was asleep, but not a restful sleep. He started to dream of past memories....
"I am very hungry. I haven't eaten since this morn- Oh wait, I fell asleep. I don't think I have eaten since yesterday afternoon!" Lync said, realizing how hungry he was. OOC: Are we the only ones in this rp?
Philippe, while chewing on the turkey leg, looked at Kyle. "I've been traveling for a while, but can never find somewhere decent to sleep. I was wondering if you had a place I could rest?" Philippe asked him.
Zexion turned to look at Luxord, "What do you wa-" He stopped. Zexion bent over the edge and looked at Luxord. He pulled him up over the side, into the boat. "Wow, I didn't even notice you. Are you alright?"
OCC: Slow down! I can hardly keep up! BIC: After hanging his travel clothing in the clost, Philippe joined the others. Seeing the turkey leg, he asked, "Can I have that?"
OOC: I have to go to, bye :)
OOC: night BIC: "Lets hope they kill each other off," Philippe said as he pulled off his sopping wet cloak and archery gloves. "What should I do with these?"
Philippe laughed at this. Then he sneezed. "Thank you." Then he went inside. "Wow I haven't been in a big place like this since-" He stopped. He turned to Kyle, "Nice place."
lol. :) :)
ACHOO! Philippe sneezed a second time, "I would appreciate if we go inside now."
"Well, if you don't want any help fighting, and your not going to die, then I guess I will be going inside so I don't catch a co-" Philippe sneezed. "Too late," He grumbled.
