02-17-2008, 05:34 PM
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Now that Conri had gotten away from his brother, now that he was back, it was time to begin settling back into the life that he had once known. That didn't mean for a single moment that the red hybrid would let his guard down though. He knew that there would always be the possibility that his brother would return, that he and his loved ones would be in danger because of it, but that didn't mean he would live in fear and constant worry either. He had decided that, shortly after he had escaped, that the only answer would be to kill his brother if he should ever show up again. As hard as it may have been, as much as he hadn't wanted to, Conri had come to accept that fact. Brushing back the short black hair, which spiked and slightly messy, Conri continued his way along the concrete of the sidewalk, turning his head to look around now and again, forcing the memories of the time with his brother out of his mind. He needed to focus on more important things, like Naniko. Now, since he only had his right arm to use, he'd lost his other months ago, he'd need something to help him out. A backpack or something of that nature so he could carry things with him again. Turning down a small pathway, the red hybrid made his way up to the porch, disappearing through the dark opening of the door to rummage through the house. |