(Open) Lost & Found...
Jul 22, 2007 2:46:32 GMT
Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2007 2:46:32 GMT
Loz watched in his disappearing state at what was going on during the barrage of attacks. The opposition had taken the array of thunder bolts. The first thing Loz had seen was the color of the stranger’s eyes. It was now marooned, revealing bloodlust. Loz continued to watch as the stranger was engulfed by a blue spherical force containing water. Loz was not intimidated by these turning events. He was actually excited. Perhaps he was actually stronger then that water sorcerer awhile back. Sadly Loz was in his immature state of mind so he didn’t care. Loz was no longer angry.What had happened?
Who knows, but if he was like this he had grasped a better chance of tapping his mind once again. He was the most immature among his brothers that was for sure, but if he were to truly take things seriously, if he were to actually use his mind, he would become more destructive. Through his remarkable battle-reflex instincts, he was able to think as a tactician. Only his brother Yazoo had seen this side of him, but it didn’t make its way through after the previous stranger retreated. If only he was able to show Kadaj, but was there any need to use his mind? He disliked thinking, it was opposed to his incredible laziness. Like his brothers however, he possessed the mind of Sephiroth, after all he was a remnant.
The spherical force hardened and turned into a rock before it fell onto the ground and started to crack like a newborn in an egg, causing the earth to tremble under him. The sky above Loz was overwhelmed by darkness and the gentle wind started to become wild. “Heh,” he simply said as a reaction towards what was going on. Even though the wind changed, it hardly changed Loz’s speed. It appeared this change in wind was caused after some wings broke through the rock. He watched as Yazoo’s attack hit the stranger, but the wind had seemed to lessen the effect. This new form he took on seemed to increase his toleration as well.
He didn’t appear monstrous any longer. He had no fur, his facial appearance was different, and his hair was silver and reaching all the way to his legs. He possessed some Geostigma on his arm. He had a black mark on his forehead including some blue gloves. This was a nice change of events. Suddenly thunder came hurling towards the ground in unpredictable times and places. Loz was able to dodge them with ease in his haste. It was then Loz discovered that there were less spikes on the stranger then before. Before Loz was able to take action, a katana suddenly appeared in front of him. The katanas again, this was getting very old. “Alright, let’s continue our game,” he said as he extended his arm forward as soon as it appeared.
Suddenly his arm came to a halt. He was sensing something, no more like someone. It wasn’t Yazoo, but a pulling force took over his heart and mind like when he first encountered Yazoo. He felt it becoming stronger. Loz’s mako eyes looked forward. His eyes widened only for a few milliseconds. There standing close to the stranger was him, Kadaj! He was holding his famous Souba and brought it downwards in an almost invisible motion with flames being produced throughout the action. Perhaps his brother found his blind spot. Loz didn’t need to use his brain after all. He could’ve just borrowed his brother’s instead.
In one swift motion he took hold of the katana in his grasp and broke it in half by smashing the side with his Dual Hound. A smirk formed across his face. He felt a reformed exhilaration by their reunion. he also felt a stronger grasp towards Mother. This place, the Forgotten Capital, it was the only place where he felt constrained and close to Mother, but all of a sudden this feeling became more powerful.
Who knows, but if he was like this he had grasped a better chance of tapping his mind once again. He was the most immature among his brothers that was for sure, but if he were to truly take things seriously, if he were to actually use his mind, he would become more destructive. Through his remarkable battle-reflex instincts, he was able to think as a tactician. Only his brother Yazoo had seen this side of him, but it didn’t make its way through after the previous stranger retreated. If only he was able to show Kadaj, but was there any need to use his mind? He disliked thinking, it was opposed to his incredible laziness. Like his brothers however, he possessed the mind of Sephiroth, after all he was a remnant.
The spherical force hardened and turned into a rock before it fell onto the ground and started to crack like a newborn in an egg, causing the earth to tremble under him. The sky above Loz was overwhelmed by darkness and the gentle wind started to become wild. “Heh,” he simply said as a reaction towards what was going on. Even though the wind changed, it hardly changed Loz’s speed. It appeared this change in wind was caused after some wings broke through the rock. He watched as Yazoo’s attack hit the stranger, but the wind had seemed to lessen the effect. This new form he took on seemed to increase his toleration as well.
He didn’t appear monstrous any longer. He had no fur, his facial appearance was different, and his hair was silver and reaching all the way to his legs. He possessed some Geostigma on his arm. He had a black mark on his forehead including some blue gloves. This was a nice change of events. Suddenly thunder came hurling towards the ground in unpredictable times and places. Loz was able to dodge them with ease in his haste. It was then Loz discovered that there were less spikes on the stranger then before. Before Loz was able to take action, a katana suddenly appeared in front of him. The katanas again, this was getting very old. “Alright, let’s continue our game,” he said as he extended his arm forward as soon as it appeared.
Suddenly his arm came to a halt. He was sensing something, no more like someone. It wasn’t Yazoo, but a pulling force took over his heart and mind like when he first encountered Yazoo. He felt it becoming stronger. Loz’s mako eyes looked forward. His eyes widened only for a few milliseconds. There standing close to the stranger was him, Kadaj! He was holding his famous Souba and brought it downwards in an almost invisible motion with flames being produced throughout the action. Perhaps his brother found his blind spot. Loz didn’t need to use his brain after all. He could’ve just borrowed his brother’s instead.
In one swift motion he took hold of the katana in his grasp and broke it in half by smashing the side with his Dual Hound. A smirk formed across his face. He felt a reformed exhilaration by their reunion. he also felt a stronger grasp towards Mother. This place, the Forgotten Capital, it was the only place where he felt constrained and close to Mother, but all of a sudden this feeling became more powerful.