Re: Mini-Grand 5108 [simul_complete]
03-10-2012, 06:40 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Solaris.
The sun's rays shined through the curtains, stirring a caped man, tired and saddened from his slumber. It was the first time he had slept in what at least felt like a long time and it was exactly what he needed. Standing up and stretching, the man noticed the cape on his back, realizing exactly what he was dreading.
Of course, it was all real. Yes, he had been responsible, by accident, directly, or through inaction, but still responsible for the deaths of each of his three fellow abductees. Each of them had lives, family, loves ones that would never know, never see him again. And it was his fault.
It wasn't supposed to be this way, everything should have turned out alright. But in the end, the only one who had anything resembling a happy ending was him. Or at least, that's what he thought.
*ring ring*
Arckal scrambles to his phone, and before answering, remembers what a friend had told him. How long had he been gone? What had he missed? Would anyone believe him?
*ring ring*
He answers the phone, and greets the caller, hiding his worry. The woman on the other side sounds relived, explaining that though his agent had told her he had been missing for a few weeks now. It was Dr. Saffin, from the laboratory.
Apparently, she had some trouble getting back to civilization. Very weird trouble. When that was dealt with, and she got back... she said it would be best if he explained it in person.
It was just what Arckal needed. It was a reminder, not just of those who had lived but of the sacrifices made to let it happen. It was a reminder that they died for a reason.
Arckal said that he would be over as soon as he took a shower, he sure needed one.
He opened his window and took in the fresh air and light. Almost in honor of Rueben, he glowed in the sun. As the revitalized man started on the path to his next adventure, he neglected to notice that he wasn't as radiant as he usually was. Would his sunglow flicker out, returning his life to normal (or at least as normal as an actor's life gets), or was it just a momentary dimming while the world re-acquainted itself with him? Only one thing was for sure, Arckal wasn't going to stop, not until the credits rolled and the curtains came down.
He was Arckal Stich, and his adventure, not some random, magic induced series of events with ninjas, explosions, and cliches, but a real one, had just begun.
And he was ready.
The sun's rays shined through the curtains, stirring a caped man, tired and saddened from his slumber. It was the first time he had slept in what at least felt like a long time and it was exactly what he needed. Standing up and stretching, the man noticed the cape on his back, realizing exactly what he was dreading.
Of course, it was all real. Yes, he had been responsible, by accident, directly, or through inaction, but still responsible for the deaths of each of his three fellow abductees. Each of them had lives, family, loves ones that would never know, never see him again. And it was his fault.
It wasn't supposed to be this way, everything should have turned out alright. But in the end, the only one who had anything resembling a happy ending was him. Or at least, that's what he thought.
*ring ring*
Arckal scrambles to his phone, and before answering, remembers what a friend had told him. How long had he been gone? What had he missed? Would anyone believe him?
*ring ring*
He answers the phone, and greets the caller, hiding his worry. The woman on the other side sounds relived, explaining that though his agent had told her he had been missing for a few weeks now. It was Dr. Saffin, from the laboratory.
Apparently, she had some trouble getting back to civilization. Very weird trouble. When that was dealt with, and she got back... she said it would be best if he explained it in person.
It was just what Arckal needed. It was a reminder, not just of those who had lived but of the sacrifices made to let it happen. It was a reminder that they died for a reason.
Arckal said that he would be over as soon as he took a shower, he sure needed one.
He opened his window and took in the fresh air and light. Almost in honor of Rueben, he glowed in the sun. As the revitalized man started on the path to his next adventure, he neglected to notice that he wasn't as radiant as he usually was. Would his sunglow flicker out, returning his life to normal (or at least as normal as an actor's life gets), or was it just a momentary dimming while the world re-acquainted itself with him? Only one thing was for sure, Arckal wasn't going to stop, not until the credits rolled and the curtains came down.
He was Arckal Stich, and his adventure, not some random, magic induced series of events with ninjas, explosions, and cliches, but a real one, had just begun.
And he was ready.