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Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 8:25 pm**

San wakes up and looks beside him, seeing Iekka still gone, he grabs a sword from the wall that Iekka straightened up, and begins to polish it while he waits

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 8:38 pm**

Iekka troudged through the woods untill she came back upon to the beach and looked over the waters. Her clothing tattered and her sword drenched in blood, along with the rest of her. She leaned against a tree then flinched and straightened up again, having leaned on a lange gash across her shoulder.

She had gone off to do as Sean-san had asked, but not knowing this race, had no idea what she was up against. She personaly was amazed that she came back alive, though the orc that she had found would also have a story to tell, for he too had huge wounds across him after their brawl. She looked down at the finger in her other hand with a slight smirk. Atleast she had something of it.

She reached up with the back of her hand to brush a strand of hair from her blood stained face before walking over to the shore and sitting in the sands a few feet away from the breaking waves, her knees up and her arms rested on them. She dug her scimitar into the sand and twiddled the finger, before letting it drop to the ground as well, her head hanged from exhaustion.

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 8:44 pm**

San hears the sound of metal hitting sand, he eyes slowly move in that direction and he grips the half polished two handed sword in his hands, he stealthily walks out the front door and flattens himself against the wall, before peering around the corner at his supposed intruder, seeing Iekka, though not recognising her at first, he lowers his sword and calls to her

"Excuse me....miss? Are you alright?"

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 8:47 pm**

Iekka picked up the orc's finger, and without looking back or doing much more to accknowlge him, tossed it at his feet, then continued to stare at the sand between her feet.

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 8:50 pm**

San looks at the finger, not getting it at first

"uhh..." He raises a brow as he puts things in place "IEKKA!" He notices the concern in his voice and raises his other brow, before hiding his concern as he walks over to her

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 8:56 pm**

Iekka didnt move from where she was as she brushed another strand of her hair from her face, but was to tired to bother with it again when if fell back to where it was before.

"Never again... am I going to go after a creature that I know nothing about." She said, her voice exhausted.

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 9:00 pm**

"I never..." He whispers, then sits in front of her "I never expected you to return.." He brushes the strand of hair out of her face "....how injured are you?"

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 9:04 pm**

Iekka looks up at San, then looks back down to the sand infront of her.

"Not sure... trying not to think about that currently." She said as she thought over his first words, then laughed slightly, only to cringe as the laugh caused a streak of pain from her chest. "Come to a new land, and they are already trying to kill me."

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 9:09 pm**

"You need to rest, lets go inside."

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 9:11 pm**

Iekka didnt move as she shut her eyes.

"I would rather sit here in the sun for a while." She muttered.

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 9:14 pm**

San moves beside her and looks at the waves

"As you wish"

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 9:18 pm**

Iekka thought over the things that he had said, and from the pain running through her, had not yet had time to think it over.

'Never expected me to return... bloody man sent me off to die, I survived this little game, now what is he going to do? If this gets anywores with him I may just end up dead.' She sighed as she lifted her head to also look over the waves as they softly crashed against the shore.

"So, San, now that I survived your suicide mission..." She said almost darkly. "...what is to happen?"

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 9:21 pm**

"You heal."

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 9:29 pm**

"I ask not of the near future my dear." She looked at him. "I ask what is to happen with matters concerning this 'job' you ask of."

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 9:34 pm**

"When You need to know something, you'll know it. When you need to kill something, you'll kill it. You obviously possess the strength to." San mutters, his concern faded "I'm going for a walk."

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 9:37 pm**

Iekka looked back over the waves, as though brushing him off and said not another word after. She could feel the blood as it started to drain down her side from where the blade of an axe had met her skin. She ignored it and kept her face clear of emotions, she would deal with her wounds when he was gone.

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 9:40 pm**

San looks at the sword he was carrying then down the beach.

He was out of sight, he spins the heavy sword, and in the bright early sun begins a fury exercise, the huge sword responding with his hands with the loud whistling as it cuts through the air

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 9:50 pm**

Iekka slowly got back to her feet, using her scimitar as a support and walks over to his house, stumbling through the door holding her side with her free hand.

She walked over to her sac and pulled out a few cloths and wrappings then walked over to the table and slowly eased herself into the chair as she started to clean out the wounds then started to slowly wrap them, once she was finished she changed back into something looser as not to rub against the bound wounds.

She picked up her scimitar again after she had cleaned up her stuff and headed back outside and washed off her blade in the waves, then whiped the water off with another cloth, before she tried to weild it again in her left hand, where no induries had yet fallen.

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 10:02 pm**

San loses concentration, quickly, but effectively, destroying his balance in the middle of a hard swing, the sword flies out of his hands into a nearby palm tree, and he falls to his knees, after completing the half turn, and looks at the waves, sweat stains clearly marking his white shirt

concern....I felt....concern..... He thinks to himself, breathing hevily, he takes off his shirt and tosses it onto the sand, letting the sun bake his sweaty form.

I never feel concern......shes just a mercenary....I can buy any other easily, yet I feel shes irreplaceable....I think damiens riddles are getting into my head

San gets up and wrenches the sword out of the tree, slinging it over his shoulder, keeping it balanced with one hand, he looks back over the waves

"...I need to tell Damien...if no one else.." He mutters

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 10:11 pm**

Iekka started to speak aloud to herself as she spun her balde, trying to move into any formation that required little to no movement of her upperbody, but soon gave up and stabbed the scimitar back into the sand as she too slumped down beside it.

"Pain..." She muttered looking over the waves, then she gave a slight laugh. "He seemed so cold when I first met him, but now." She lifted her arm to rest on the hilt of her balde.

She didnt know what to think so abruptly stopped as she stood back up and walked just into the treeline, grabbed onto a larger low hanging branch with her left hand then swiftly swining herself up on the branch and leaning her back against the trunk and crossing her legs before she set her self into meditation.

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 10:16 pm**

San looks at the trail of blood running down his chest, and realises he forgot to lay the sword flat on his shoulder, he adjusts it quickly so its not cutting him

"Getting to my head" He mutters, and walks back down the beach

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 10:22 pm**

Iekka concentrates in her mind, the sun breaking through the trees leaves, paining her in shimmering pools of golden light that danced across her as the cool breeze russled the leaves. She took in a deep breath as she cleared her thoughts, leaving a small burning flame in the abrys of her mind letting her thoughts slowly drift into it and vanish. Swiftly she entered a state of utter calm.

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 10:27 pm**

*FWUMP*

The large sword stood upright, inches from Iekka, San looks up at her

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 10:36 pm**

Iekka didn't flinch or open her eyes, but grabbed onto the hilt of his blade with her left hand, her right on laying limply in her lap, and let it drop back to the ground infront of him.

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 10:38 pm**

He smirks

"Greetings to you too"

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 10:43 pm**

Iekka opened one eye and looked down at San with an unamussed look on her face.

"Hm" She said softly looking back infront of her and shutting her eyes again.

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 10:47 pm**

"I need to write a letter, you can find me in my room. Enjoy your meditation."

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 10:52 pm**

She nodded gently as she started to clear her mind again, though for some reason it seemed harder, his voice seeming to drift in her head.

Posted: **Sat Jul 17, 2004 11:52 pm**

San finishes writing his letter to Damien and sends it off by dove, afterwards he sits in the main room in front of the grey light crest hanging above his bookshelves.

Posted: **Sun Jul 18, 2004 12:07 am**

Iekka sat in the tree in a deep meditation untill San's words seemed to ring through her head.

'IEKKA!.. ..how injured are you?' She lost her concentration along with her balance and fell from the tree, not fast enough to catch herself and land on her feet she landed flat on her back, looking up as a few leaves drifted down ontop of her as she started back up at the branch that she was once sitting in.

"Holy... crap... ow..." She muttered as her body erupted in pain from the fall, along with all of her other wounds.

"Did... I just... lose my concentration..." She blinked as she spoke a loud to herself.

'Not to mention my balance...' Her words drifted to thought. 'I never lose my concentration, ever...' She slowly pulled herself back ot her feet and leaned gently against the base of the tree. 'Why the hell... I... ' She let her thoughts trail off.

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