Amaiga (Open)

[Xennavor]

Khalon sat on the couch opposite to Haing still, staring at the boy as he seemed to be in pain. The fire roared beside them, Khalon had put as much wood in there to build the heat up, thinking it would drive out whatever was inside of Haing.

"Do not worry, Haing. This is only but mental pain, it is only you who is doing it and only you who can stop it." Khalon said with stern words. " Listen to me boy. Focus. Stop. Calm. It is you who has control over your voice."

[memoricprism]

'That necklace, was it the only memory I really had, the only sense of security? I've never felt such a pain before. Is it because of the necklace, or remembering it's origins. I'll try harder to stop the pain. It's my body, my mind, it hurts, but I'll make it all stop.'

He held his dagger to his left arm and made a large cut into his t-shirt. In his mind there was a lot of blood on his side, and his shoulder was hanging low. But then the vision went away. He cut a little bit more into his shirt.
More blood, and a lot of scars.

'I see blood, I see scars. But they've all disappeared after a few seconds. Have I gone insane? What are these memories?'

Pretty soon he had torn his entire shirt off, and with it the pain. There was a lot of blood and scarring in the visions, even an occasional snake. But he was fine now. Just trembling a lot.

'Have you noticed the colour of my eyes? They never were like this before. I can't remember what happened to them, but my right one has changed. Just as the problems with it. And...'
he turned bright red.

'I guess I haven't been watching my diet, that bulge was never there before.'

He poked at his abdomen, which had the makings of a six-pack.

_{Alright, I brought another t-shirt. But it looks a little small now, it's better than nothing.}

He put on an identical white t-shirt, which appeared a little bit smaller and could not fit his head easily through it. This time it didn't hang off of him. It struck on tight to show his muscles, but the rusty stain on the back of it was bugging him.

'Thanks, for everything. I guess I'd have killed my own self if you weren't here. It's very cold now. I don't know why. Maybe I was in such a frenzy I began to heat up. Anyways, is this where you're from? It's peaceful; quiet even. It seems all too familiar and...'

He rushed to look out the window.

'What?' The vision flew by his mind again. The flowers, the smell, the soft breeze on his face. He even imagined that he was there again and the girl.

Except she was wearing normal clothes, maybe even luxurious clothes, and he was wearing slacks. They couldn't have been twins, and his hair was far too uncared for.

In his imagination the necklace sparkled and winked at him, his younger self looked over towards him and the vision faded.

'I've been here before. I don't know how long ago, I've been here before. Just outside of this hut.'

[memoricprism]

_{'I am going insane, there's nothing here.'}
He muttered to himself, he bit his lower lip and scrunched his eyes.

'Nothing like this has ever happened to me before. What's wrong with me?'
His grip tightened on the windowsill and he continued to climb out of it until his nose could reach the ground. Then he fell off and bruised the backs of his ankles quite badly.

'I'm definitely a new hazard to myself. What was up with that necklace, nothing bad ever happened to me, it kept me in line.' He looked at the ground, nothing new.

'I'm an idiot, even though you may know how to help me it might just be better if you stay out of this. I'm hazardous to everything around me at current.' His right eye's pupil had tightened until suddenly you could only see only the grey iris, he was blind once again in his right eye and twisted his right ankle in a dip on the ground as he was running.

'It's useless, I can't run anymore.' He closed his eyes and wished for a miracle to happen, the sparkle of the necklace was in his eye, he opened his right eye, it was normal. The same boy from before was looking at him. He looked back. The sparkle of the necklace distracted him from seeing that the boy's right eye was also grey, and had an enlarged pupil. But as soon as he blinked he was gone.

_{'So this kid is going to haunt me now?'} He grabbed his dagger and drove it into the ground. _{'I'm an idiot. none of this is real!'}

[Xennavor]

The man got up and walked over to the open window. Cold rushed into the warm house and the man leaned on the windowsill, looking out at the boy trying to run away and saying how much of an idiot he was.

"That kid is a worry..." The man sighed under his breath.

He quickly jumped out of the window and landed on the ground heavily, his equipment rattling. He walked to the boy and stood next to him. "What is this necklace you keep talking about. I don't remember seeing it. Tell me more."

[Arastoi]

[Memoricprism, though your writing is wonderful and suspenseful, you need not type so much. A role-playing thread is a collaboration between you and one or more others. Double-posting is not necessary. If you have important information to add to one of your posts, you can edit it using the 'Modify' button, otherwise, please let Xennavor respond in his own time.

Also, keep in mind that Xennavor may have ideas for the plot or story of this thread. It would be constructive to discuss with Xennavor where the thread is heading using square brackets as I am doing here. But don't feel discouraged! We appreciate your interest and the story you two are coming up with is so very interesting thus far!]

[memoricprism]

[Arastoi, thanks for pointing that out, I can get sort of out of hand when I type! Xen, can you speak up about my typing next time? Just to make sure my brain isn't in a different world, a different language? I'll try to tone it down just a tad bit~! =] ]

'So, you never saw it, eh? So I lost it before the lake. It was a present, the last memory I remember, I was about eight years old. I can't remember how old I am now.'

He took a breath, he was speaking rather fast and like a child.

'I remember that the girl had a grey eye to the left, and a steel blue to the right, like mine, only hers doesn't grow larger or smaller in my memory. She looked like me, even was my height, only she was dressed like a rich girl. I was in slacks... I think...

He squinted hard to remember.

'In fact, I can't even remember what it looks like... if I see it I'll know.'

He slapped himself for his own stupidity.

_{'Only present given to me, and I can't remember what it was. I'm an idiot and the whole place can laugh at me.'}

[Xennavor]

Khalon watched Haing as he talked about this necklace. He almost pitied him. He thought it strange that this boy cared so much about a necklace, but if it's all that he could remember, and it kept him safe, then he couldn't blame him. Khalon knelt down on one knee and looked the boy.

"These visions you have. The girl in them. Maybe she is your sister but, she is with a noble family." Khalon looked at the horizon. The cold drifted along the ground. "Is it possible you perhaps separated from her at some point?"

[memoricprism]

'I can't remember, I don't think so though. Other than in our eyes, she had, I think, red hair and paler skin than I do. She didn't look like she was in these parts. And her mouth moves in my memory in a way where I can't understand what she's saying in this language. Maybe I came from a foreign place? I don't know? But that necklace might just be a necklace, but it's a guardian angel to me.

He thought again, whenever he wore the necklace he always seemed to get out of the worst situations. But that was just luck, now he had to rely solely on his intelligence, but at the rate he was going he was doubting himself.

[Xennavor]

Khalon stood up again from his crouching position. He wrapped the cloak tight around himself as the cool breeze became almost frozen. He glanced about the lands and looked back at the boy, sitting at his feet.

"That's interesting," Khalon mumbled, his voice quickly withdrawn into the wind. "There are no races with different languages in Riiga, of course with red hair and pale skin..."

Khalon knelt beside Haing again, wrapping his cloak around the shivering boy. "What is it exactly that's troubling you? I mean, it seems that you just have bad luck without this necklace..."

[memoricprism]

'I think... I think I'm insane...' he mumbled after a while, shivering and breathing heavily.

'Perhaps without this necklace, I can now imagine the real world, my real mind, it left me boundless in imagination. Maybe I need to be disciplined and know a real life.' The grey in his right eye began to go just a plain white after a while. He looked at the ceiling and finally accepted what he had been refusing his entire life.

'I think this imagination is because of my blind eye. I imagine things, and pretend they are real, perhaps this necklace was a fragment of what I believed was real. It never existed, I made it exist.'

But then a thought ran through his mind.
_{But, then how come my eyelid isn't giving him problems, maybe I obstructed my lens in an accident. But it left no trace except for my limited vision. But then, my vision would come back and be normal.}

He took the dagger in his left hand and scraped it along his right forearm.
A fine stream of blood was flowing down.
'There's blood. I'm not imagining things. It's from my halfway point from my elbow to my wrist, right?'
This was wrong, it began from his elbow to his halfway point.

'Slap me once if I'm wrong. Don't slap me at all if I'm right. If I'm wrong, you can turn me in to the justice system; I'm insane.'

[Xennavor]

[I'm sorry, but I'm not exactly sure where you are heading with this RP. Could you give me as to some idea where you want to go with it? Thanks]