Away from home

[dante]

”Well, I’m not in Kansas anymore am I?”

Dante walked around the strange new place. Holding his hand over his eyes, inspecting it as if he was some sort of dumb tourist. Well technically he was, except he didn’t know where the hell he was. It hadn’t been too long since he split up from Trish to see what was going on, but so far he hadn’t found anything. Come to think of it, he couldn’t really remember how he got to his current location in the first place. He stood straight up, placing his hands on his back and turning, looking around. “Well if this ain’t the strangest place I’ve ever seen. Where am I anyway? I don’t even think this is a proper time zone.” He walked around still as his questions still remained unanswered.

[klarrann]

Klarrann walked down streets, when he came across a man that looking around. setting his totem down he watched the man. After watching him for awhile he diceded that the man looked lost. Not knowing Much about this place himself, he still decided to help the man out. Klarrann picked up his totem and let part of it rest on his shoulder then walked over to the man. you look a little lost. where is it your trying to find? if you don't mind me asking he said still carring a stern face.

[dante]

”Man, I must be off my sleuthing game today.” Dante began to walk backwards as he looked around. Nothing around was familiar, it was actually pretty frustrating that nothing looked normal. He heard someone talk behind him. He went to turn around, but he bumped into what felt like a brick wall. He looked up to discover it was actually a person. Man this guy was huge. He’s seen a lot of big things, both living and sort of living, but not any regular person this big. “Eh, sorry big guy. I didn’t see you, and your….friend.” He eyed the totem which was as big as the man himself. He couldn’t believe that this guy was carrying something taller than Dante himself, it was a bit belittling actually. He dusted off the part of his chest he had bumped into then straightened himself out. “Actually, yeah. This place isn’t exactly familiar. But I’m not trying to find a specific place, it’s an odd situation, complex.” He turned around again, observing his surroundings, then turned back to the giant-ish character. “You know what this place is big guy?” He gave him a questioned look.

[klarrann]

he looked at the man, straighten his coat and then look around, before asking if he knew what this place was. Klarran sighed my name is not big guy.. it is Klarrann. Klarrann looked around before anwering the man question and all i know is that people call this place Hollow Bastion. i'm not from around here also, the only problem is that. i'm not sure how i got here . he sighed as he looked around again. Klarrann knew what he had to do here, but he still missed his home.

[dante]

"I see. Too much to drink, huh sasquatch?" Dante chuckled a bit and slapped him on the arm. "Though you don't look like a drinker, so you must be on the same boat as me." He scoped out the place again. No matter how many times he reviewed it, he couldn't get used to it. It was called Hollow Bastion, well the name fit Dante's usual screwed up adventures, but nothing else felt right. Also, besides the silent giant, nobody seemed to stick out like him and Dante himself did, usually there were more freakshows in his area. He stroked his chin then let out a dragged out exaggerated sigh. "Nope, I'm stumped. Guess I'm with you for now. What's your name anyway?" Dante looked at him again.

[klarrann]

Klarrann looked at the man as he joked drinking causes a man's soul to sin. klarran watched the man again, he wondered what the man was thinking and how he got to this place. he heard the man ask who he was. my name is Klarrann. who are you? as Klarrann finished he saw the sword on the man's back and the skull on thw sword and why do you carry a sword that has the symbol of death on it?

[dante]

He looked at the guy with a puzzled look, "No drinking huh? Where do the good times go?" Klarrann, that was quite an odd name. Dante wasn't too sure how he was supposed to spell it, hopefully he didn't have to. "The name is Dante, don't wear it out too much big guy." He walked forward a bit for more inspection, but stopped after he heard the last thing Klarrann said. Looks like he was the sensitive type. He rolled his eyes without him noticing before he turned around to adress him. "Is there a large issue with death, Klarrann?" he reached behind his neck and rubbed Rebellion's hilt before dropping it back at his side. What did it matter that his sword looked like that, he didn't ask why his life sized coffin had wings. Dante simply shrugged and turned back around. "It just looks nice."

[klarrann]

He frowned at Dante, death uses people as tools to kill each other, and that is something that you should not be proud of. Klarrann watched Dante rub the hilt of his sword, and shook his head when dante said that it just looks nice. no one picks a weapon cause it looks nice, they pick it cause it symbolizes something in there life. Klarran stood his totem staight up, and still holding it he continued look at my totem the top symbolizes my faith and the size and wieght of the totem, symbolizes how strong i believe in my faith. so when i have to fight, its not with a weapon but with my faith. Klarran paused as he rested his totem back on his shoulder. i wonder dante if you know what that sword really symbolizes in your life.

[dante]

Dante looked down at the ground. He knew what his sword meant, it was Dante in its manifestation. Rebellion was its name, it showed the resistance Dante had for anything of the usual. The hilt was double sided, one skull was a human skull and the other had horns, he was half-demon by blood. He shrugged it off and turned back around, giving his cocky smiles as always, ”If you really want to know, I didn’t choose Rebellion, it was given to me. We’ve been best friends ever since.” He said that last part sarcastically of course. He could go on and on about what Rebellion meant to him, but he wasn’t trying to get mushy right now, he had to figure out what he was going to do, and this guy definitely wasn’t getting him in the mood to do anything. It was time to wrap up this conversation. ”Though that’s a pretty interesting fact there, about that totem. Though, something lighter could help better.” he mused.

[klarrann]

Klarrann looked at Dante but not at him, he was seeing something darker in him. Klarrann snapped out of his stare when he heard Dante say something. something lighter could help some, but the weight brings force to defeat the darkness. klarran paused and put both hands on his totem and he helps defeat evil things, like what your hidding in you

[dante]

Dante chuckled a bit and wiped his thumb with his nose.

“So you noticed huh? I’m not particularly proud of it, but hey…what can ya do right?”

It was obvious that Klarrann now had intentions to kill Dante, it was quite funny actually, they were just having a peaceful conversation. He took it that Klarrann’s faith meant that no demon should live, Dante agreed, but since Klarrann isn’t Dante he was immediately cast as just another demon oh joy. He looked about ready to smake Dante all around with his faith. He walked back slowly, waving his hands in front of him.

“Easy, big guy. Don’t do anything crazy, I don’t wanna hurt you.”

Dante said this, but since a fight was going to happen regardless, he was going to have to hurt him. What a day.

[klarrann]

Klarrann watched dante step back I don't with to fight you, but I must stop all that is evil .

Klarrann lifted his totem from his shoulder, and shook his head. He had been telling the truth, he didn't want to fight Dante. He could feel the evil in Dante, but Klarrann felt good there to. i must find out witch is the strongest. he said to himself, before looking back at Dante, I must see the truth, my totem against your sword. with those words Klarrann lifed his totem up and swung it straight down at Danta's head