Cleaning up
Jun 25, 2004 17:31:11 GMT
Post by Dai Kaiōshin on Jun 25, 2004 17:31:11 GMT
Indigo slept quietly through his few hours in the infirmary, while automated machines, robotic arms, and rejuvinating tanks slowly healed his ravaged body. As he rested, he felt himself drift away into another world.
Indigo was dressed in dark blue robes, and a polar bearskin cloak was draped over him. his icy blue eyes slowly gazed at the scene before him. It was night and the stars were out in full force. He was standing on crystal tiles that were so clear he could peer through them and see another universe of stars below him. There were galaxies, planets, and black holes beneath his feet. Looking up again, the northern lights blazed into view, burning auras of every color, leaving Indigo stunned with awe at their beauty.
He felt strange energy emitting from behind him. He turned around quickly, and saw a streak of light shoot right past him. He turned around again to see where the light went. It left a trail of blossoms behind it, and Indigo felt compelled to follow. He didn't run-- he couldn't run-- he just walked slowly along the blossom path the light left behind. At the end of the path was a door.
The door was large, white and glowing, with a crystal doorknob. He reached to open it, but he heard a voice behind him.
If you go through there, you'll die.
Indigo turned around, startled. Then his heart sunk. He fell on his knees and bowed to the ground. "By the gods! I'm not worthy! Where am I? Is it really you, Dieter?"
"Yes, Indigo, it's me."
"Where are we?"
"The part of your mind where heaven dwells. Yes, this is a dream, but it's also more than that."
"It feels too real to be a dream."
"You're right. But you're going to wake up soon, your body is almost healed, so we don't have much time to talk. I need you to do something for me."
"Sir, your wish is my command."
"Avenge me."
"But Qua-Jin and his Quaj-Mi warriors are already dead."
Dieter laughed, "Hehehehe, did you really think that puny android was strong enough to defeat me? No, I was killed by another man. He's a saiyan-- his name is Kenu."
"Kenu. I fought him in the tournament-- and won."
"The tournament doesn't count. You didn't do it in my name and it wasn't to the death. Death must be avenged by death."
"An eye for an eye.."
"And a heart for a heart."
"A heart?"
"Yes, for me to be satisfied, you must tear out his heart in combat. It's time for you to go. I cannot rest in peace until you have avenged me...."
His form faded away and Indigo yelled for him to wait, but it was too late. He woke up in an empty rejuvination tank, feeling strong and refreshed. "That was a strange dream," he said, as he stepped out of the tank and threw on a towel.
(OOC: Is there anyone else still here at SkizZ's place?)
He reached into his duffel bag, which was near by, and threw on a new set of clothes: baggy black sweats, a white T-shirt. He slipped on his socks and slippers and walked out of the infirmary, past the battlefield, and back into the main house.
"Anyone still home?"
Indigo was dressed in dark blue robes, and a polar bearskin cloak was draped over him. his icy blue eyes slowly gazed at the scene before him. It was night and the stars were out in full force. He was standing on crystal tiles that were so clear he could peer through them and see another universe of stars below him. There were galaxies, planets, and black holes beneath his feet. Looking up again, the northern lights blazed into view, burning auras of every color, leaving Indigo stunned with awe at their beauty.
He felt strange energy emitting from behind him. He turned around quickly, and saw a streak of light shoot right past him. He turned around again to see where the light went. It left a trail of blossoms behind it, and Indigo felt compelled to follow. He didn't run-- he couldn't run-- he just walked slowly along the blossom path the light left behind. At the end of the path was a door.
The door was large, white and glowing, with a crystal doorknob. He reached to open it, but he heard a voice behind him.
If you go through there, you'll die.
Indigo turned around, startled. Then his heart sunk. He fell on his knees and bowed to the ground. "By the gods! I'm not worthy! Where am I? Is it really you, Dieter?"
"Yes, Indigo, it's me."
"Where are we?"
"The part of your mind where heaven dwells. Yes, this is a dream, but it's also more than that."
"It feels too real to be a dream."
"You're right. But you're going to wake up soon, your body is almost healed, so we don't have much time to talk. I need you to do something for me."
"Sir, your wish is my command."
"Avenge me."
"But Qua-Jin and his Quaj-Mi warriors are already dead."
Dieter laughed, "Hehehehe, did you really think that puny android was strong enough to defeat me? No, I was killed by another man. He's a saiyan-- his name is Kenu."
"Kenu. I fought him in the tournament-- and won."
"The tournament doesn't count. You didn't do it in my name and it wasn't to the death. Death must be avenged by death."
"An eye for an eye.."
"And a heart for a heart."
"A heart?"
"Yes, for me to be satisfied, you must tear out his heart in combat. It's time for you to go. I cannot rest in peace until you have avenged me...."
His form faded away and Indigo yelled for him to wait, but it was too late. He woke up in an empty rejuvination tank, feeling strong and refreshed. "That was a strange dream," he said, as he stepped out of the tank and threw on a towel.
(OOC: Is there anyone else still here at SkizZ's place?)
He reached into his duffel bag, which was near by, and threw on a new set of clothes: baggy black sweats, a white T-shirt. He slipped on his socks and slippers and walked out of the infirmary, past the battlefield, and back into the main house.
"Anyone still home?"