Call of origin

[Prancing Mad]

<span style='color:blue'>"Is something wrong Pent?"</span>

[Imortal Servant]

<span style='color:green'>"No. It is just that I know that the federals had something to do with my memory being erased. I don't want anybody else to have to go through what I did. It took me a while before I excepted the fact my memories were gone. I is not easy to do."</span>

[Prancing Mad]

<span style='color:blue'>"The Federals?"</span>

[Imortal Servant]

<span style='color:green'>"That is what I call Feral's workers."</span>

(Sorry, I thought that was their name.)

[Prancing Mad]

<span style='color:blue'>"Well... We don't really have a name for them. We just called them "Feral's Men". Nice name for them though."

After Pent had left, Trik went back to swinging the sword around, still geting in some practice. It wasn't the best practice he could use though, because he's just swinging at air. He got back into the groove though, and started insulting his invisible foes once more.</span>

[Shans]

(I can't seem to do much with this <_< )

<span style='color:orange'><get out of me!>

<yes, let your rage drive you out of existance>

<Never> Spirn's body pulsed with dark energy again <I'll never let you>

<you already have> after this there was a blast of energy inside the room, darkness and light were fighting. Darkness won</span>

(Note: Dark Spirn is Italics)

[BionicleMandi121]

(Blehs...I haven't been on for a while. ><)

[Prancing Mad]

(Trik is still showing off to himself with his sword in the large room Oo)

[Shans]

(Blehs...I haven't been here for awhile. ><)
(MK, Ragnarok fight now 0:-) )

[BionicleMandi121]

(Ha...)

<span style='color:blue'> Louanne stared blankly at the ceiling. It had been fun out in the sun, but she'd come back inside. Hearing insults down the hallway, she stood curiously and slung her katana back over her shoulder; she had taken it off for a while. The girl walked down the hallway and poked her head into what looked like a deserted room. Trik was there, swinging a blade of energy and insulting invisible enemies. "Trik...are you okay?" Louanne asked uncertainly. </span>

[Prancing Mad]

(Whachu talkin bout Shans?)

<span style='color:blue'>Trik staggered once more, dropping the sword. It once again disappeared, him quickly swerving around, falling off the table he was standing on.

"Gah!"

He landed on his shoulder. He stood up rubbing it.

"Ow... Yeah... I'm fine... I was just uh... Practicing..."</span>

[Shans]

(you know........He was fighting Trik)

<span style='color:pink'>"Louanne! where'd ya go" shouted Kayla down the hallways</span>

<span style='color:darkred'>"Hey! wait for me"</span>

[BionicleMandi121]

<span style='color:blue'>Louanne had one hand over her mouth. "I'm sorry...did I startle you?" It was a bit of an obvious question, but she asked it anyway. "So...practicing your moves, are you?" She smiled, a bit wistfully. "I don't have any techniques to fight with...unless I Morph into something big and dangerous." </span>

[Shans]

<span style='color:pink'>"Louanne!? Are you in there" asked Kayla yelling at the top of her voice</span>

<span style='color:darkred'>"*puff* sheesh, you could have waited" said Ziheu out of breath after chasing her throuh the catacombs</span> (I mean everywhere until they found the room)

[Prancing Mad]

<span style='color:blue'>"No... It's okay... I shouldn't have lost focus like that"

He stretched his arm until it popped, instantly grabbing it again, but it felt better.

"Yeah... You never know when the ability to wield a sword could help."</span>

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(FORESHADOWING - See if you can get the foreshadowing in This post! =O

I'm not showing the Fight between Ragnarok and the Trik clone, because we all know who would win. (Ragnarok). It's one of those you know whats gonna happen, so why tell?)