Post by Methos on Oct 8, 2005 10:20:54 GMT -5
Place: first floor of a mansion in Japan
Time: unknown
The sun was pouring into the room through the large windows practically covering the northern wall, it was midday, outside a fresh wind was causing the trees to move in large slow movements. The room was almost empty, only one man and one woman occupied the large room, both placed in the very center of the room.
They were a strange pair to look at, the man, fairly short, stocky, powerfully built, causasian, the woman, small would be the best way to describe her, with fine fairylike features, obviously asian.
Despite the glory of the day, and the warmth of the sun, there was a pressing air in the room, as the man sat on the floor, gently holding the woman lying on the floor, resting her shoulders and head on him.
The woman looked at him, tear slowly rolling down her face, not bothering with hiding her emotions in their privacy "Logan, im begging you, you have to do it. This is not some sickness that will pass after its appointed time", she softly shook her head "whoever put this poison in my food obviously hates me, i do not wish to go through the paralysis and convulsions before dying that are caused by the blowfish toxin", she looked into his eyes "please, do this for me love, it is my only wish".
He looked at her, internal struggle obvious from his expression, but didnt say anything, he knew that in the end, despite the pain it would cause him, he would not be able to deny her wish. A few minutes passed, then he silently pulled out a tanto, he looked into her eyes and softly wispered "im sorry", then stabbed it quickly into her heart.
He leaned down and softly kissed her one final time, then got up to leave the room, but he only got a few steps away before he was hit by a sudden rush of emotion, just went down to his knees on the solid hardwood floor and cried. He didn't wail, he didn't sob, he just sat there and tears streamed down his cheeks.
Finally, several minutes later he forced himself to calm down, just jamming the urge to cry so far down into his gut that he almost forgot it was there. Then he calmly got up and walked out, moving slowly downstairs, and out of the house.
At the side of the path away from the house he saw a group of warriors grouped against the edge of the path, watching him in awe. Awe that quickly turned to fear as he stalked toward them, his body language clearly showing his current state of mind.
He walked like someone who had lost everything, his fear, his anger, and perhaps his sanity.
Time: unknown
The sun was pouring into the room through the large windows practically covering the northern wall, it was midday, outside a fresh wind was causing the trees to move in large slow movements. The room was almost empty, only one man and one woman occupied the large room, both placed in the very center of the room.
They were a strange pair to look at, the man, fairly short, stocky, powerfully built, causasian, the woman, small would be the best way to describe her, with fine fairylike features, obviously asian.
Despite the glory of the day, and the warmth of the sun, there was a pressing air in the room, as the man sat on the floor, gently holding the woman lying on the floor, resting her shoulders and head on him.
The woman looked at him, tear slowly rolling down her face, not bothering with hiding her emotions in their privacy "Logan, im begging you, you have to do it. This is not some sickness that will pass after its appointed time", she softly shook her head "whoever put this poison in my food obviously hates me, i do not wish to go through the paralysis and convulsions before dying that are caused by the blowfish toxin", she looked into his eyes "please, do this for me love, it is my only wish".
He looked at her, internal struggle obvious from his expression, but didnt say anything, he knew that in the end, despite the pain it would cause him, he would not be able to deny her wish. A few minutes passed, then he silently pulled out a tanto, he looked into her eyes and softly wispered "im sorry", then stabbed it quickly into her heart.
He leaned down and softly kissed her one final time, then got up to leave the room, but he only got a few steps away before he was hit by a sudden rush of emotion, just went down to his knees on the solid hardwood floor and cried. He didn't wail, he didn't sob, he just sat there and tears streamed down his cheeks.
Finally, several minutes later he forced himself to calm down, just jamming the urge to cry so far down into his gut that he almost forgot it was there. Then he calmly got up and walked out, moving slowly downstairs, and out of the house.
At the side of the path away from the house he saw a group of warriors grouped against the edge of the path, watching him in awe. Awe that quickly turned to fear as he stalked toward them, his body language clearly showing his current state of mind.
He walked like someone who had lost everything, his fear, his anger, and perhaps his sanity.