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Date Posted: 13:20:13 08/22/01 Wed
Author: #regalis
Subject: *lost

. The ship had sat down an hour ago, however, he was still trapped within the building, waiting and humiliated. Anger seemed to rise, tangible for his being. They had pulled him into this tiny room, cutting his hair into a more 'normal' style. So short. Unconsciously he ran his fingers through it, cause the lion-like gold mane to stand farther out and up. His eyes, a smooth amber colour, almost gold, were glistening in anger and he was uncomfortable in these clothes, so stiff after those he was accustomed to. A knock came at the door and he rose, standing tall and imposing, as was befitting a prince. Or a former one. The man at the door was short and dark, having somewhat ape-like features. He looked upward into the eyes of the young man and frowned. The young man, Regalis, shoved his hands into his jacket pockets, feeling the comforting cool of a dagger.
"Your new name is 'Rex'. You will tell no one of you past, merely stating as you have been previously briefed on you former location. Your occupation will be as you choose. Should you have trouble aquiring an occupation, we will provide one for you. That is all. Your apartment has been provided. This is the address." The man then slips a piece of paper forward in gnarled hands. The pale hands of the boy now dubbed 'Rex' took it quietly, and without looking at it, shoved it too in his pocket and walked out of the room. Down the halls and through the glass doors into the cool night he strod, and it was then that he looked at the paper. He frowned at a street sign and started down the street at a leisurely pace.
As he walked he calmly observed. Some stores were closing while others were just opening, to sure the customers of the dusk. It was outside one of these stores he stopped, transfixed by what lay on a bed of velvet inside the window. Upon the black cloth lay they slim length of a katana, a close relative, he noted, of his own familier longsword. He smiled slightly and entered the store, to appear outside withing moments, the katana strapped upon his back and resumed his walk down the street.

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