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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/30/2017 2:59:25 AM
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Cylus thought for a moment. "Show me my earth. Bring me to my gravestone and back, and I'll believe you."
Removing his helmet, he looked at Steven. His eyes were dear and it was clear that there was a reason behind his request.
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"Alright, but I need to know which earth is yours. Give me your hand."
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[i]Cylus gives Steven his hand[/i]
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Steven holds it for a second, his eyes and hand glowing. "Alright. You may want to close your eyes, this will get disorienting."
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[i]Cylus closes his eyes and listens to Steven[/i]
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He suddenly gets the feeling that he's spinning. Fast. Its gets worse and worse.
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'When is this gonna stop? I feel like someone is whisking my innards!" Cylus shouts.
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The spinning stopped. "You can open your eyes now."
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Cylus opens his eyes and finds himself standing at a gravestone in the dirt. It was his own. Beside it was another gravestone, that of his partner, to which he knelt down and whispered to. From his coat he removed a small flower that he had been keeping from the rain in dojo and placed it on the grave. A few moments later, he kissed the stone and stood up, looking back to Steven. "Thanks. You don't need to do anymore, we can go back now." he said softly. He had been convinced.
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"Alright, close your eyes again." Steven's voice had sympathy, like he knew how the man felt.
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[i]Cylus grabbed Stevens hand and nodded, ready to go[/i]
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The world began to spin again as soon as he closed his eyes. It spun faster and faster, and then it was still.
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When they were back in the dojo, Cylus seemed satisfied. "Thank you." was all he said
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"You're welcome."
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"Well, you have me convinced... So what now?" he asks
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"I don't know. What's happened here in the past three hundred years?"
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"Hard to say. Like I said, haven't been here too long myself."
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"Well, I see the dojo is still standing. That's good."
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"Lucky to be too, you should see some of the stuff that goes down here." Cylus chuckles
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"What do you mean?"
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"Well, for starters, in the courtyards there are usually a couple skirmishes and what not every day. And I mean in [i]each.[/i] Plus, I've been here when a couple of armies attacked the dojo, one of which I held back. The place has been through a lot."
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Steven laughed. "Glad to hear that hasn't changed!"
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Cylus couldn't help but smile. Leaning against a nearby wall, he looks to Steven with a grin. "So, where do you think you'll go? Just snap your fingers and magically build yourself a temple?"
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He shook his head, still laughing. "Naw. I think I'll try to fit in, maybe get a piece of the action."
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"Wise choice. People see the unusual on the daily around here, but I'm not exactly sure how they'd react to the creator of the planet." Cylus says. "If you ever need a place to stay, feel free to ask."
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"Thanks, but seeing as the elements don't effect me, I think I'll be fine. Besides, I can allways snap my fingers and make a temple, right?" He joked.
