If we did not spend our time together in the hut discussing with eachother our pasts and plans for the future, then we adjourned to the small pond in which we trained me to be better suited for when Nekal tried to break free. Selina often would talk with Nekal, and the two had come to an understanding, it had actually made nekal more civil than I ever though possible. Apparently he was still rather weak from the plane jumping.
As the days at the pond progressed and the day of our wedding ceremony got closer and closer I couldnt help but become distracted. Whenever we would meditate at the pond I always felt as if there were people watching me. Sometime it was alright, as if the person watching me was simply curious as too what i was doing, the other seemed dark, and almost angry at me. It often put me on edge, and was making it hard for me to get any rest. When I asked Nekal the demon didnt know what I was talking about. He had felt only one watching me, and that was only a couple times a week, the one that I didnt mind.
I decided it was just me, and whenever I felt it I just shrugged it off, thinking it was just in my mind. It helped for a time. We stopped with the tgraining a few days before the ceremony, and after a few restful nights of sleep I was ready. I dont have the time, nor have I truy ever cared for the details of marriage ceremonies. They are pretty much all the same. A priests talks on and on, then I saw my vows, and she says hers, and the the priest talks some more, and then we are officially wed. Dont get me wrong it was a beautifully done ceremony, but this is niether the time or place for every little detail.
"All you have to do Kit, is ask Selina herself if you really want to know"
Although I was excited to be wed to Selina, I was also equallyh interested in an older man who I had never seen before. He stood as if though he were royalty, he had gray poofy hair, like that old inventor...Einstein I believe. He was wearing a black long sleeve shirt, and a black pair of cargo pants. Though he was old he carried himself like a warrior who had yet to take on the effects of old age. He watched me witha smile on his face the entire time.
After the ceremony, while the village partied, hooped, and hollered, I excused myself and went to the man, who was sitting alone, by choice, and sat down to talk to him privately.
"I am to assume you are the one who arranged to have me resurrected, and then married to Selina?" I asked simply, as friendly as I could to a stranger I wasnt sure i could trust.
The old man gave a wheezing laugh and nodded.
"Who are you sir?" I asked, for nothing else would come to my mind.
"Fujiwara. You wouldnt believe me if I told you." came the mans reply, his voice was a wheeze as well.
"Try me."
The old man stared at me hard, and when he realized I wouldnt budge gave a nod. "I am your grandfather." he said with a simple shrug.
Needless to say. My jaw dropped.
As the days at the pond progressed and the day of our wedding ceremony got closer and closer I couldnt help but become distracted. Whenever we would meditate at the pond I always felt as if there were people watching me. Sometime it was alright, as if the person watching me was simply curious as too what i was doing, the other seemed dark, and almost angry at me. It often put me on edge, and was making it hard for me to get any rest. When I asked Nekal the demon didnt know what I was talking about. He had felt only one watching me, and that was only a couple times a week, the one that I didnt mind.
I decided it was just me, and whenever I felt it I just shrugged it off, thinking it was just in my mind. It helped for a time. We stopped with the tgraining a few days before the ceremony, and after a few restful nights of sleep I was ready. I dont have the time, nor have I truy ever cared for the details of marriage ceremonies. They are pretty much all the same. A priests talks on and on, then I saw my vows, and she says hers, and the the priest talks some more, and then we are officially wed. Dont get me wrong it was a beautifully done ceremony, but this is niether the time or place for every little detail.
"All you have to do Kit, is ask Selina herself if you really want to know"
Although I was excited to be wed to Selina, I was also equallyh interested in an older man who I had never seen before. He stood as if though he were royalty, he had gray poofy hair, like that old inventor...Einstein I believe. He was wearing a black long sleeve shirt, and a black pair of cargo pants. Though he was old he carried himself like a warrior who had yet to take on the effects of old age. He watched me witha smile on his face the entire time.
After the ceremony, while the village partied, hooped, and hollered, I excused myself and went to the man, who was sitting alone, by choice, and sat down to talk to him privately.
"I am to assume you are the one who arranged to have me resurrected, and then married to Selina?" I asked simply, as friendly as I could to a stranger I wasnt sure i could trust.
The old man gave a wheezing laugh and nodded.
"Who are you sir?" I asked, for nothing else would come to my mind.
"Fujiwara. You wouldnt believe me if I told you." came the mans reply, his voice was a wheeze as well.
"Try me."
The old man stared at me hard, and when he realized I wouldnt budge gave a nod. "I am your grandfather." he said with a simple shrug.
Needless to say. My jaw dropped.
