dragonrazor
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Cephiro. A world of Will. Ten years ago, three young girls were summoned to Cephiro. They were tasked with becoming Magic Knights, not knowing what, specifically, that entailed. The events that ensued changed the three girls, and Cephiro itself, at their very cores. At the end of it all, Hikaru Shidou, chosen to be Pillar in place of Princess Emeraude, fulfilled the wishes of the hearts of Cephiro. The Pillar system was abolished. And then the three girls, Hikaru, Umi Ryuuzaki, and Fuu Hououji, returned home. But they planned to return, to visit their friends, and learn the story of the new Cephiro.
Ten years have passed. At a tower in Tokyo, the three Magic Knights, now grown up, met with plans of visiting friends, unaware that they were about to accidentally take a young man along with them. The young man, likewise unaware that he was about to be dragged forcibly out of the world and into a new one, sat quietly on a bench in the tower, reading a book about swords. His name was Scott Shirow, a Japanese-American recently moved to Japan. He had on a black pair of pants, black shirt, and a black leather coat was in his lap, covering a sword he was trying to identify. He had just purchased it from an old man, and was hoping it was worth a lot of money. Unfortunately, he had yet to find the smithy mark. That was something he knew was an impossibility. But he sighed, standing up and leaning the sword against the wall, wrapped in his coat. He looked out the window, running one hand through his hair. Then he spotted the reflection of two rather beautiful women, one with long blue hair, the other with short blonde hair, hugging and greeting each other in the manner of girls who have known each other for years.
He frowned, watching their reflections for long moments, before turning to study them. He stood there, watching their mannerisms. As he stood there, he found himself starting to feel more amused. Until he felt a tap on his shoulder and a whispered, playful voice. "Spying isn't nice."
The words made him just about jump out of his skin, they startled him so, as he turned to see a woman with long red hair braided tightly. Her figure belied the childish manner and behaviour she exhibited and the way she carried herself. And the way she stared at him was a little unnerving. But he found himself introducing himself, almost as if he was being willed to. "I'm Scott Shirow. Uh...nice to meet you."
Link to OOC/discussion thread
Ten years have passed. At a tower in Tokyo, the three Magic Knights, now grown up, met with plans of visiting friends, unaware that they were about to accidentally take a young man along with them. The young man, likewise unaware that he was about to be dragged forcibly out of the world and into a new one, sat quietly on a bench in the tower, reading a book about swords. His name was Scott Shirow, a Japanese-American recently moved to Japan. He had on a black pair of pants, black shirt, and a black leather coat was in his lap, covering a sword he was trying to identify. He had just purchased it from an old man, and was hoping it was worth a lot of money. Unfortunately, he had yet to find the smithy mark. That was something he knew was an impossibility. But he sighed, standing up and leaning the sword against the wall, wrapped in his coat. He looked out the window, running one hand through his hair. Then he spotted the reflection of two rather beautiful women, one with long blue hair, the other with short blonde hair, hugging and greeting each other in the manner of girls who have known each other for years.
He frowned, watching their reflections for long moments, before turning to study them. He stood there, watching their mannerisms. As he stood there, he found himself starting to feel more amused. Until he felt a tap on his shoulder and a whispered, playful voice. "Spying isn't nice."
The words made him just about jump out of his skin, they startled him so, as he turned to see a woman with long red hair braided tightly. Her figure belied the childish manner and behaviour she exhibited and the way she carried herself. And the way she stared at him was a little unnerving. But he found himself introducing himself, almost as if he was being willed to. "I'm Scott Shirow. Uh...nice to meet you."
Link to OOC/discussion thread
