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[Sirona]

ooc: sure


Arya walked steadily on not knowing what to say or if she should speak. She finnaly decided to tell him her name. "My name's Arya" Arya said walking throught the ever growing snow. She looked back to Sirona and laughed inwardly her pealt was a dark black one of the darkest she stood out like a sore thumb. Arya felt the snow hit her skin pleased with the feeling.

[Cadenza]

Sirus heard the girl speak, but made no move to reply. He was focusing sorely on the pain now, teeth gritted, face stiff and solemn, though he still hadn't pulled back the hood to reveal his shadowed face. He wasn't really the most friendly person you'd ever meet. It took a while to get to know him and to break through the hard outer shell. Few had tried to move him. Few had tried to get close to him. And so, he had never really known true friendship. The closest there ever was was his brother, whom he hadn't really spoken to properly since they split up. Since the time of Temperance's reign.

It came as a relief when Kaytale came into view, but it also made Sirus nervous. The journey was over now, or soon anyhow, but he would not yet be able to rest. He was still unsure whether or not he would be accepted there, and if he was, David surely would want to talk. David always wanted to talk. Sirus rarely did, though he could be quite clever with speech if his mind was set to it. He had an off-hand way with words, and was perhaps a bit more witty than his brother. But, David was good. More good than Sirus himself was.

It had always been that way. Since they were young boys. David was often the one who was teased by other children. Sirus was the protector. None dared to even pass a single unpleasant word in his general direction. When he was near, he radiated a sense of leadership. A sense that told the other children that he could handle himself.
Even as a child he had spent a lot of his time alone. He wasn't one to dote in company, nor covet relationships. He was one to face the wilderness ahead of him alone. He was confident, and diligent.

But, he knew this, David was good hearted. He would treat everyone that he crossed paths with the kindness and respect they deserved. He could rightly judge people. He could learn to trust, even to love. He would eagerly sacrifice his own needs to help keep those of another, and had a form of selflessness that was beyond most other peoples. But, he was also an easy target of manipulation. And so his kindness became of him...his weakness. If he wasn't watched, he could easily fall victim of something evil, as he would trust until proven wrong. And his trust was often misleading.

And so, it is seen just how different two brothers can be. But it also shows that even with differences, there can be love. For, even if neither knew it, they would die for each other. The binding between them was strong, no matter the distance, no matter the false hatred, no matter the blocks in their life's road. They could not break those binds no matter how hard they tried, nor how hard they wanted to be freed. They would learn to accept this eventually. They would learn to look out for each other. Fate would have it that they be brought together, and fate would also keep it that way. Sirus knew none of this. David knew even less.

ooc: holy crap. loooong posteth!

[Sirona]

ya well i will post at Kaytale