when the lights are dim, (o)

[anubis ayoubi]

"Are you proud of me yet, mother?"

Emerald eyes focused on the weather-worn headstone. The name on it had long since worn away. The humans that took care of the cemetery rarely cleaned the graves of the mutants that had lost their lives in the process of the war. But they were even less careful with the mothers and fathers that brought these mutants into the world. His mother had no name now, he thought. He had never known her name and he had never cared to learn it even now as an adult. He spoke no more words, instead he only stared quietly at the grave. His hands were in his pockets. The Egyptian man took another long drag of his cigarette, quiet. Was she mad at him? Or was she happy that he, like she had, was suffering too? Was she looking at his father now? Fearful for their child's future? Or perhaps, they resented him more and more for being the cause of their deaths. He didn't know. He didn't particularly want to know either.

He wasn't particularly sad that the woman had died. And even less sad because he had killed her. He had killed her. The edges of his lips curved upward in a small smile as he took another drag. He had killed her. He hadn't regretted a second of it. Not even now. He was the lowest of the low because of it, he knew. He was dirt. A cheap lay. A soldier. A spy. He was so many things and more, though the man reminded himself. He was nothing special. "Are you finally proud of me?" He said again, kicking up the dried leaves that gathered on the smooth stone. "Probably, huh?" He replied, a slight grin playing on his lips. "I became just like you." He took the cigarette out of his mouth, tapping the edge of it. Ashes fell off and onto the stone tablet. He dropped it on the tablet, crushing the cigarette beneath his foot.

"They say I look just like you." Anubis crossed his arms over his chest. He bent down on one knee, pulling out a hand and brushing his thumb over the etched letters. His lips moved to form the letters, but no names came. He could not recognize his last name either. He did not know this woman. She was as good as a stranger. "Was that why you hated me?" He received no answers. Storm clouds gathered overhead in the sky as the man clenched his fists. "Tell me." His next words were as soft as the rain. The rain fell at a gentle pitter patter. His bangs clung to his face. He only stood there, unmoving. He wasn't crying. He wasn't crying. He wasn't crying.

The leaves rustled softly and the man turned around for a moment. Tears brimmed at the edges of his emerald eyes as he stared at the other. He was thankful it had begun to rain. He wished it would storm, but. For that to happen, he surely would have collapsed beneath his weight. "What?" His voice was barely louder than a whisper now. He wasn't crying. He wasn't crying over her. He wouldn't.

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[Riun & Tein Randier]

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[/style][style=margin-left: 115px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 22px; letter-spacing: -1.5; color: #FFFFFF; background-color: 5e0000; margin-bottom: -56px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 3px;text-align: center; padding-right: 2px;]...Riun & Tein Randier...[/style][style=width:100px; height: 100px; opacity:0.9;filter:alpha(opacity=60); margin-left:3px; background-image: url(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk158/Officer_kyle/TheTwins/RiunAv4.png); -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; border: 5px solid #5e0000;] [/style]   [style=width:100px; height: 100px; opacity:0.9;filter:alpha(opacity=0); margin-left: 3px; background-image: url(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk158/Officer_kyle/TheTwins/TeinAv4.png); -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; border: 5px solid #5e0000;] [/style]   [style=width:100px; height: 100px; opacity:0.7;filter:alpha(opacity=40); margin-left: 3px; background-image: url(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk158/Officer_kyle/TheTwins/TwinsAv2.png); -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; border: 5px solid #5e0000;] [/style] [style=margin-right; 21px; margin-top: -310px; margin-left: 115px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #212121; padding-top: 16px; padding-bottom: 19px; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; text-align: justify; border-left: 6px solid #5e0000;]The two young males entered as the rain started softly. The dullness of a cloudy day would not deter them from a regular trip to their father's grave. Maintenance was something they had taken to themselves for their little family collection of graves. Both tall figures stopped over the three well-kept graves. Glancing to each other, green and brown eyes met. Neither were happy to have to come here to see what all they had of their single dead father. They never knew their mother, they never knew their mother and had no siblings. All they had left of family was sitting in this creepy wet cemetery to rot. "Just the same as we left Riun..." The light brown eyed Tein whispered, shaking his head. "We had to come out in the rain to check?" Being the optimistic of the two, the depressing nature of a creepy cemetery mixed with rain and dull weather were not his idea of a nice time with his twin brother. He knew he should be respectful, and should want to come for the respect of his father... but he couldn't manage it. His attitude had not been the best lately. Somehow the weather and this war seemed to be starting to get to young Tein. He stood over, watching as Riun knelt down and cleaned out that small bit of dirt that had fallen into the carved letters. "Riun. It's just going to get dirty again. You're just obsessing." He mumbled. Riun lifted his gaze to his nearly identical brother. "Riun. Stop being critical. Whats your problem lately?" His voice was lighter than expected or normal. "This is papa we are standing over, not some stranger here. Just... can you be quiet for once. Have some respect. I don't want to listen to you complain right now." He sat despite the increasingly wet ground. Brushing wet brown hair back behind his ears, he wasn't going to go back to everyone else so quickly. It wasn't comfortable back at the military compound, and they finally got time to sneak away this month. Riun tried to make it a monthly thing. He owed it to his father to give that much time. "Well Riun, I'm going to actually check out the rest of this creepy place." Tein whispered quietly, pulling at his shirt. Finally at least he got to be comfortable. In regular clothes for once, he got to feel like a person. A normal person. He couldn't understand how his brother could care about three dead family members they hardly knew. His brother spent his days killing. He put people in these graves, and now he was crying over someone who died twenty years ago. And not only that, but Riun sometimes made friends before turning around to kill the person he called a mutant. He said they would protect those who were innocent... but these people had never hurt Tein and Riun until they joined this military. Convincing Riun of that would be impossible. He was an extremely stubborn loyalist, no matter what his childish brother wanted. A kneeling figure caught the messy haired man's attention. Head tilted, he watched the crouching person. He wasn't completely sure he wanted to be noticed, but maybe this person would be more... pleasant and talkative than his brother right now. At least, Tein could hope. He was in a cemetery though... Not the best place to meet new friends in the rain. Hands in his pockets, he stopped walking. He kept a slight distance to not be too awkward. Brown eyes got wider as the other noticed him and turned around. He should have expected that the man would turn around. He had come straight up behind him without worrying about sneaking until now. Until now when he regretted not trying. "Well... I just saw you sitting over here alone..." Tein said as he looked over the other. He seemed upset, but reluctantly. It confused Tein some, but then, this was where his love of helping people came in. He at least hoped. "Are you alright? You seem more upset than my brother. And I thought he was about to cry." He wasn't sure how to help grieving. Riun never gave him a chance to stay behind and talk to those who lost loved ones. He looked to the gravestone, then back to the man who had been looking at it. "Did you lose someone you really loved?" He asked with a childish curiosity. He was known for getting into people's business. [/style][style=background-color: 000000; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -5px; color: #efefef; text-align: center;]WORDS, 755 | TO, Anubis | NOTES, ((I know they are soldiers and yours is a mutant, but isn't it more fun that way?))[/style][style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; font-variant: small-caps;]template by vertigo of OTE[/style]

[anubis ayoubi]

He had willed it to rain.

It was a reckless thing to do, he was aware. It drew attention. Though, he supposed, rarely did people pay much mind to the weather. Lest it was them cursing the burning heat of the summer or the frigid cold of the winter. Still. No fights were fought here. Mutants, humans. They all suffered when they came here. There was no longer a clear distinction between the two. Dead or alive. Those were the only two. Granted, the humans frowned upon having to share the land with the filthy mutants. But who were they to object? The dead laid among the dead. And for that, he had no reason to remain on the edge. He was a mercenary regardless, Anubis thought. He was neither one or the other. And depending on the money he received, the man could switch sides at the drop of a hat. 

Did it show? That was the single question that lingered on his mind. Was he really that upset? Anubis spoke no words then, only staring back at the other. Confused, maybe. Emerald met brown and the man blinked away the tears that had brimmed at his eyes. He could not show it-- no. Would not show it. A small grin played on the other's lips and he moved his hands into his pockets. He shrugged, glancing at the other. "Me? Upset? Hardly." The man nearly snorted at the other's next words. Loved one? Hardly even that. He hadn't even known the woman. "No. Quite frankly, my mother's always been something of a stranger." Pause. He looked at the other, raising an eyebrow in question. 

"And you? What are you doing here, angel? Heaven's a long way from here." Bad pick up lines aside, the man doubted that a cemetery would be a place for social gatherings. So what was this stranger doing here?

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[Riun & Tein Randier]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,424,true][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=width,20%][style=margin-left: 130px;font-family: georgia; font-variant: small-caps; font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: 1.5px; color: #212121; margin-top: 5px;]To protect the innocents... [/style][style=margin-left: 115px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 22px; letter-spacing: -1.5; color: #FFFFFF; background-color: 5e0000; margin-bottom: -56px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 3px;text-align: center; padding-right: 2px;]...Riun & Tein Randier...[/style][style=width:100px; height: 100px; opacity:0.9;filter:alpha(opacity=60); margin-left:3px; background-image: url(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk158/Officer_kyle/TheTwins/RiunAv4.png); -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; border: 5px solid #5e0000;] [/style]   [style=width:100px; height: 100px; opacity:0.9;filter:alpha(opacity=0); margin-left: 3px; background-image: url(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk158/Officer_kyle/TheTwins/TeinAv4.png); -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; border: 5px solid #5e0000;] [/style]   [style=width:100px; height: 100px; opacity:0.7;filter:alpha(opacity=40); margin-left: 3px; background-image: url(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk158/Officer_kyle/TheTwins/TwinsAv2.png); -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomright: 20px; border: 5px solid #5e0000;] [/style] [style=margin-right; 21px; margin-top: -310px; margin-left: 115px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; color: #212121; padding-top: 16px; padding-bottom: 19px; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; text-align: justify; border-left: 6px solid #5e0000;]"You very much looked like you were near crying." He tilted his head slightly, shrugging. He wouldn't accuse the man of lying. Not like this guy would care what Tein thought. A frown crossed his face as he almost seemed to laugh. Death wasn't a laughing matter. Not even to Tein, who laughed at almost anything that was said to him. He looked more concerned now though. "Then why are you here?" He asked quietly. "If you don't care and don't know the person really... why would you come to visit a grave in the rain?" He looked up to the sky. He closed his eyes for a few seconds. He didn't mind the rain, he actually liked it. He just knew that most people did not appreciate it and so he would assume this guy would be like everyone else on that subject. "Me? I came with my brother. Our father and two uncles are buried here. Riun seems to think after twenty years they are going to care whether their stones are completely clean." Tein gave a slight shrug. It wasn't like he didn't care. He did care about his father, but Tein was not somebody who obsessed or even really wanted to spend his free time cleaning anything up. Even his family's graves. "Riun looked up to our father a lot more than me and I didn't want to stand there and watch him obsess over how clean he could get the place. I think it's really weird how picky he is." He glanced behind him the way he had come. Riun would eventually decide it was time to leave, and maybe before this guy left. He just wasn't sure his brother would find him. Tein seemed to miss the 'angel' and 'heaven' parts of the other man's comments, or chose not to consider them. Riun stood from the three graves, pleased that for now they were as clean as could be. "I love you papa." He whispered before moving away from the spot to find Tein. He hadn't really meant to tell his brother to run off, but it had happened and now he had to search this place until he found his childlike brother. The one who would get himself hurt just slipping in mud. And there were a lot of gravestones with sharp corners too. He walked, picking at his shirt and glancing up every now and then. Unlike Tein, he didn't like wearing normal clothes and hiding what he did. He liked being a soldier, liked being the protect. Being loyal enough to give his life in service of the people. But Tein insisted that this was a calm, normal person adventure, not a military mission. He should get comfortable. "Tein!" Riun yelled as he saw two figures in the distance. He moved toward them quickly, reaching in his jacket pocket though he didn't bring anything out of his pocket yet. "Tein, I told you to stop talking to me, not run off and try to make friends with strangers." Riun growled, staring with angry green eyes at his identical brother. Tein had cringed when he heard his brother's voice. Riun had sort of replaced the father of the two. Tein needed it with all the trouble he got himself into. But Tein didn't want his brother to be bossy. His gaze moved to his angry brother. "I can talk to who I want Riun. You were busy, and I needed someone to talk to. Don't start yelling at me over it." Tein was sure his brother couldn't do anything to him. Wouldn't do anything but yell. All Riun ever did was worry over if Tein was hurt or sick. It sort of got annoying. Riun scoffed at Tein's excuses though, as always. "Riun. You never let me make friends. You're always busy working and dragging me with you." Truly Riun didn't have to drag his brother, but Tein would exaggerate the point for this argument. It normally worked. Then he looked toward the other young man and laughed a little. "I forgot. I'm Tein. This is my brother Riun." Tein introduced them with an awkward smile. Riun crossed his arms, giving a nasty look to his brother. "Don't mind him. He's cranky." Tein added and stepped away from his twin. They were odd, but didn't quite hate each other. Not today anyways. 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