TK RP thread 455

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus hangs his head and shows himself out.*

[Nick]

*I stop him by grabbing his arm*{Tyrus, tell me what you're thinking. Jace, go bother your sister}
*Jace grins and suddenly has a pie, then runs outside to pie Sarah*

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus.* <....I was sent back to earth to be a profit..... To teach others what I once believed. But how am I going to do that if I can no longer justify my actions? I wanted to delete that file so badly, but then i remembered....>

[Nick]

{remembered what?}*wants to know what's wrong*

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus has a flash back.*

*He's standing out in front of a tool shed with armed dog kiedrans guarding the entrance.* <Please drop your weapons. If we continue this path we'll only invite more violence. You have to see what's happening. This war is escalating itself. For every human we kill, we encourage them to attack us more. This has to stop.>

*The guards let down their arms and Tyrus burns the armory with all the weapons inside.*

*Tyrus.* <Today we start anew, and we will befriend our human brethren. No more blood shall fall on our land. Prepare to move camp.>

[Nick]

{Tyrus?}*didn't see his flashback*

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus.* <I remembered that I haven't learned a bit.> *walks off.*

[Nick]

*I stop him again, and give him a hug real quick*{Tyrus, sometimes peace can only be achieved through violence...i'mm sorry, but sometimes that's it}

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus looks hurt.* (......this cant really be the truth.) <Thanks Nick, You're a great friend.>

[Nick]

{...Tyrus, I can hear your voice tone...as much as I'd rather peace without fighting, I have to go everywhere with at least a dagger....even today, humans look at me with concealed anger. Tyrus, to be honest, if you want me to, i'll change the stuff I made to non-lethal gear}

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus.* <No. dont.>

[Nick]

{alright Tyrus. and here, I made this for you}*I hand him a dagger sheath, without the dagger; its designs are those of peace, truces, and alliances*

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus takes it and looks at it.* <...> *Calms down a bit and hugs Nick.* <Thanks.>

[Nick]

{no problem}*returns the quick hug*{I figured you'd like the design, and the fact there's only the sheath}

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus.* <It's beautiful and you are a great craftsman. Ever consider making something other than weapons?>

[Nick]

{I make jewelery sometimes...don't know who'd want it though...}*I point to a corner of the worktable that has some rings necklaces and bracelets, all are intricate*

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus looks through them.* <Are you kidding? Where I come from most women would love to have these.>

[Nick]

{well...I haven't been to town in a while either...}*walks over*

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus.* <You haven't? Maybe you should get out more.>

[Nick]

{heh, I guess...know anyone who I could sell these to or something?}