A short Return of Jak

Member Number of posts : 38 Registration date : 2008-02-22

The clouds grew grey covering up the horizon and it started to rain alittle. A spell circled slowly formed in the meadows. The animals running finding covering from the rain. As soon as the spell circle was complete the clouds opened up right over the circle. A beam of white light shined over the spell circle. It started to lighting alittle as well. His body slowly rematerialize as he exited out of the beam of light. As soon as he was fully formed the spell circle slowly faded away and the beam of light fading as well. The clouds would go back to the way they were and the raining would stop.

He looked around, wondering where he was. " Back in Aenied eh..thought i was done here.." He took a long sigh and looked around abit more. The animals slowly creeped out and looked at him as if he was something they never seen before. He spreaded his angelic wings out abit and flapped them once. His wing would then dissolve away leaving loose feathers free falling onto the ground. He pushed his hair away from his face and adjusted his headband abit. He looked around to see if there was any paths he can follow to see where it would take him, hoping if it would take him near a town or something.

Member Number of posts : 19 Registration date : 2008-04-29

The rain pelted upon his skin, running across Noah Jr.'s broad shoulders, down his strong arms, sliding into the dent of the fine, perfect orbs of his toned flesh. Tendrils of a rich chocolate brown clung to his masculine face, and drops of liquid dripped from his thick eyelashes. Fingers stretched out to grasp the edge of his shirt, tugging it from the an adjacent tree branch. Noah manuevered towards a meqadow, slipping the shirt on. It hugged at his toned anatomy, enwrapping the firm build. Slinging a leather bag over his wide shoulder, astute eyes took in the physical surroundings. Then he saw.

A winged creature had materialized, and the wings faded. Stepping closer, twigs snapped beneath his boots, and the grass cushioned him. Brows tugged together, creasing as he slowly crept closer, stealthily, and as silentl as he possibly could. He never saw something like this before! The defect came to physical manifestation, and Noah spoke up spontaneously, anxiously, "The feathers -- 're really pretty." He came up beside the personage, bending to reach out, grasping a single feather that landed upon the ground. Tilting his head up, lighter brown hues gazed up questioningly, almost expectantly.

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