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Date Posted: 08:27:12 11/20/03 Thu
Author: Edo Ikari
Subject: Amidst the Choas
In reply to: Kurax and Klux 's message, "The Heart of Darkness" on 01:07:52 11/19/03 Wed

~Pray let the enchantments hold!~

Edo Ikari was many things, and none of them a fool. There was a time and place for everything, and were the magics that concealed his appearence to fail now, it would be the wrong time indeed. The years of training that the samurai had gone through took hold in his mind; drowning out the wretched voice in his skull that pounded in the background; predicting doom.

The calm came over him, one hand under the cloak and robe, resting on the hilt of the katana, feeling the whirl of the spirits in the blade, sending small vibrations through his arm. His mind focused into the present, training of mind and body taking note of everything as they passed, watching the halls and the flickering torches, noting how Ian and his captors walked, and moreover, he became instantly aware of himself. He could feel the difference between this form and his real one, feel the diverging powers that flowed through himself and the blade.

The roar of the blade sounded in his ears, demanding payment for their spiritual aid; some of them seeming to know that their skills would be soon used. Others of the spirits staying silent, as if watching him in quiet condemnation.

Chuckling darkly, Kurax's voice drew his attention back to the here and now, mentally bidding and pleading for the spirits of his ancestors to quiet within their bladed home.

"We're here, old timer."

The samurai satyer steeled himself against anything as he watched the large doors slowly creak open....

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