RPG Final fantasy

*Feeling his arm grabbed he looked at her out of the corner of his lavender eyes.* "Seems you won't stop till more information is given. Well, I can't give you any more information with a member of AVALANCHE or someone with connections towards them present. I suppose we could go somewhere a little more quiet. I have answers to your questions. I just don't think they will be what you want to hear." Shifting slightly he wiped her tears off with the corner of his black sleeve. "Just no more tears?"

seeing him take his sleeve and whiping her eyes she nodded contently."lets go somewhere else."she looked at him in his lavendar eyes.*thinking to herself: whoa! does he have sexy eyes or wat?*

*He watched her for a second wondering why she was staring at him. He shook his head lightly his also lavendar hair moving with him.* "Come on then." *He turned slowly sliding his hands into his pocket as he moved away from her. He made it to the alley exit turning again giving her a half smile.* "You coming?"

*shakes here head out of mezmorizeation* "srry here i come!" she follows him.

*Waiting for her to catch up he watched a few of the many poor people wander by. Dirt ridden yet still laughter can be heard from them. He didn't speak but waited for her to catch up. Moving again a swift pickup of wind sent the bottom of his coat blowing a little. He knew of an old house that would work fine. The actual home of one of the people involved in the incident.*

*I'll use this for my OOC talk. "<" and ">" will be used for thoughts. Quotation marks will obviously be used for speech. Anything else is just narration.*

Vorn watches the two go off and walks in the other direction since he has better things to do than follow them.

*followed him to the old house* "this looks so familiar...like i've been here before." she said contently looking at him.

(just so you know i won't be on later today or sat. or sun or mon. becuase our enternet at home doesn't work so i won't be on those days.)

*I'm going to wait until someone can restart the story and I can get to some fighting!*

Entering the old house he spoke slowly. "Yes it is most likely a bond was developed." Running a finger along the old table he whipped the dust sending somewhat of a cloud. Turning to her he gave her a somewhat content smile as well. "I gurantee you are capable of telling me where we are. If not I suppose I will. Oh, and just ask any questions you want. I am all ears." He pulled one of the dusty chairs out taking a seat.

*after being out for a few days i finally woke up*

Me: where am i?

~Recap, sorry for not posting, my computers been having issues~

*pulling the other out she takes a seat* "i know this place but i can't quite put my finger on where this is....so why do you think ny father is dead and why do you call him the "general"? oh and do you have any clue to wat geostigma is?" she said then looked into his eyes contently.(thinking to herself: dang even his hair matches his sexy eyes!)

He dropped himself into his seat watching her stare. Not saying anything for a moment he spoke. "The earth..it hasn't been able to heal properly since the general's slip into madness. His death was known for quite some time though. Now though if what you say is true. I have some work ahead of me. If you haven't noticed my last employer was SHINRA itself. Don't worry though I don't share any of their intentions. I merely call him the general due to his file name. As for Geostigma..that I haven't really gotten firm evidence on. This place was the location of the last Cetra. It seems another one has surfaced though." With that he gave her a somewhat questioning look his eyes glazed over some.

*she shook her head contently* "i know wat geostigma is and it's a death token...geostigma is simply death it's self geostigma is a sickness that only anchients can get...everyone thinks there is only one type of anchient race: cetra....but that's not true there are also the genisis anchients and...the mixed anchients...a mixed anchient is of two of the breeds ...cetra and genisis...but that's not the reason i bring up geostigma..i bring it up cause my father had it and he was a cetra...my father had got rid of it from himself but i have no clue how..and the sad fact is....i have it too..and no matter wat i do i can't get rid of it that's why i need to get rid of it but my father's the only one who can...i have it cause i'm the last of anchients i'm of mixed breed...and i need help." she looked at him.*her eyes watery and looked on him contently.*

He seemed to soak all the information in like a sponge his lavendar eyes closed. "So then...the boy at the orphanage seems to be an ancient as well?" He gave her a questioning look before noticing her tear-stained eyes. His facial gestures softened only slightly as he thought on the current situation. A slow smile came across his face before speaking again. "So the final one you say? Do you know the location of the gen..I mean your father? Perhaps he would be able to provide you some answers. If you require assistance, I will help till I see I am not needed." Moving his feet on the ground he slowly leaned some shutting his eyes.

"she looked at him with a smile."that would be much apperciated."*notices him leaning and leans some to and closes her eyes*

He slowly kept leaning listening to a few kids outside playing in the filth that was the slums. Opening his eyes slowly he noticed a solitary flower on the table top blooming slowly. He didn't say anything but watched it.

opening her eyes she notices the flower.*whispering to herself* "that flower...it's the one i planted for my father...."* looks down at the floor then closes her eyes tightly trying to keep the tears from coming out.*

He noticed the faint reaction coming from her. "Sometimes tears are neccesary after all. You haven't been able to keep that much control over your emotions. So..just go ahead. There isn't a jury to judge your actions. Just me.." He closed his eyes again hearing a slight growl coming from his stomach. Clutching it lightly he looked back up at her. "I don't suppose you are hungry mixed ancient?" He never liked using people's real names in conversations.