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Post by katherined on Nov 28, 2016 12:05:31 GMT -5
"Don't say that, I can tell already that you're not useless," NiGHTs said, focusing on the young child. "you can do anything if you try. So don't ever feel useless, there is no such word in this world. Besides, I doubt I can do this...programming. You're better than me about that."
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Post by onlyafiction04 on Dec 10, 2016 0:35:31 GMT -5
Chihiro smiled. He was happy that people here in the cirque could appreciate his being as a person. "Yeah, you are right... We can do things if we try. There is nothing impossible just we will always be optimistic," he said. Having this small talk with NiGHTS, he was becoming more comfortable around him. "Yeah... I was born to be a programmer... however, people also hate me that because of that." he smiled sadly, "It was a sad story. I wish I didn't acquire that 'curse'."
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Post by katherined on Dec 15, 2016 10:25:02 GMT -5
Now NiGHTS became curious about this child. How can be a programmer be a bad thing. He had a curious ich to learn more about what this kid is going on about. He leaned back while floating in mid air with his hands on his hips. "Curse? What Curse?"
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Post by onlyafiction04 on Dec 18, 2016 3:42:11 GMT -5
"My ability itself... I called this as a curse because other people hate me about this... and this was also the same ability that condemned someone very dear to me into prison." Chihiro answered, exploiting a sad face. But tried to cheer up again and smiled towards him, "But for now... I think this ability is in good use since I could hide the actual magic going on the stage whenever there is a show. Sorry for making this talk a little bit...depressive." he sincerely apologized.
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Post by katherined on Dec 18, 2016 20:12:45 GMT -5
"Nah, Don't worry about it," NiGHTS in his usual upbeat attitude. He is glad the Chihiro doesn't actually think his power is a curse, and is making the effort of not listening to bullies saying that it is. But it did kinda remind him about his old life back home a bit. "My brother is more depressing then that." NiGHTs quickly covered his mouth, hoping Chihiro didn't just hear that."
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Post by onlyafiction04 on Dec 22, 2016 22:58:43 GMT -5
Chihiro perked an eyebrow, curious enough why NiGHTS cooped his mouth. He was sure he mentioned about his brother, and the programmer was sure that he rang a bell from it. He wanted to ask about NiGHTS brother, but he was the kind of person that didn't ask about matters unless it would be told to him. But, he was curious. NiGHTS bothered to listen on his story, why not him this time?
"Uhm... want to talk about it?" he started, not sure if to open the topic still, "A-Ah, it's okay if not. Hehe..."
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Post by katherined on Dec 23, 2016 13:47:24 GMT -5
"Nah, it's fine," NiGHts said as he looks up to the sky, slowly but surly remembering his old life. "My brother Reala and I worked for the 'so called' god of darkness. the guy who basically created us. We were so close he and I, but after a few years our views became very different. While he remained very loyal to Wizman, I wanted to go and protect people and their dreams. And fly to my heart's content."
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Post by onlyafiction04 on Dec 23, 2016 23:53:32 GMT -5
Chihiro listened intently on his story. It must be fascinating to work under a deity, but in accordance of his story, it seemed didn't turn out well. It was a noble work to protect other people, and he was overjoyed at heart that even NiGHTS and his brother were not in good terms, he looked still fine. However, still worried if he was really fine.
"That's so cool to protect people...but, isn't it a hard work?" he asked, out of malice.
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Post by katherined on Dec 24, 2016 20:10:57 GMT -5
"Some times," NiGHTs answered honestly. "It was especially tough when Reala and I were force to combat each other." I single tear started to fill his eye at the memory of his brother. But he brushed it off with a soured look. "Then I got captured by him, brought me to Wizman, and had me banished into the real world. This world."
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Post by onlyafiction04 on Dec 31, 2016 1:43:52 GMT -5
Banished? It was a heavy word. Even NiGHTS and his brother Reala was forced to fight, they were still brothers. He could see the difficulty about his situation, but he felt bad that his own brother who took him to deity Wizman...the rest of the story gave him a slight idea why he was here. To be honest he did not know how to reply on that, but, "...But having you here in this world brings smile to the people. The flute...the lights around...the will to protect others... I'm positive you are needed here... and people must hear your flute-playing!" he said cheerful, but quickly copped his mouth by being evocative.
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Post by katherined on Jan 1, 2017 20:35:32 GMT -5
NiGHTs gave off a small giggle, it was natural for a child to be so optimistic. He made it sound like NiGHTs was fated to be here, to protect people. But it can't be... It couldn't be destiny that forced him to come here. It was his own actions that did it. and he has no regrets. "I suppose..."
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Post by onlyafiction04 on Jan 30, 2017 1:06:04 GMT -5
"E-Eh... Sorry..." Chihiro looked down. He didn't mean to make NiGHTS uncomfortable if he ever did. Panicking inside, he remained speechless and failing to pick the right words to say. Looking back to his companion, he unconsciously patted his head. "I guess you really have gone through a lot... But I'm sure you didn't feel alone...or not?" Those words just slipped without his awareness as his sight was fixed on him.
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Post by katherined on Jan 31, 2017 22:45:50 GMT -5
NiGHTs smiled again as he looks up to the sky, letting in a deep sigh of relief. While it's true that he can never go back home, he's happier here. It's only here that he can be among friends, and have the freedom he had craved for. "Nope, I'm not alone." he said. "I have friends like you here at the cirque."
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Post by onlyafiction04 on Apr 3, 2017 0:51:13 GMT -5
Chihiro chose to be silent. Alone was a word he began to despise ever since he was a kid. Being alone... he hated being alone. No one would listen to you nor would share laugh with you. Friends, he began to wonder what were those? Friends were people that with you in the same peer. But kids of his age were bad at him. Bad...or he just chose to be bullied.
Those negative thoughts surged his mind again. It was repeating, but now he had friends around. Including NiGHTS who he just met today.
The wind blew, a calm breeze that directly passed to his weary soul. But, the feeling of emptiness just disappeared, hearing from NiGHTS that he was never been alone.
An idea struck his mind, "Do you play kite?" he asked.
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Post by katherined on Apr 8, 2017 15:42:09 GMT -5
NiGHTs ponders a bit, trying to remember how to play'kite'.but then, he kinda realizes that he's never actually played games with people before. Usually, kids ask to use his talent to create their fantasies to life, not to actually play with him.
"I'm not sure," he said, trying to hide that bit of insecurity."How do you play?"
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