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Finally, he gave up and flung his wings out and flew low to the ground in the direction of the docks, skimming along the surface of the waves as they sloshed along the shore. He saw a light glowing from under the docks and he flew toward it before pulling in his wings once more to avoid hitting the pillars holding the docks up. He walked up to the source of the light; a bunch of nexus crystals in a barrel.

Nexus crystals were an abundant gem that emitted a harmless form of radiation causing both light and heat. There was only one person there by the barrel. It was Landon. A skinny, very fit, merman. His hair was a long sea foam green and his webbed fin-like ears pointed out through it. He wore no shirt and only a slightly tight pair of purple shorts.

His skin was tan with a greenish hue.

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You know how to get in touch with a lot of different people, do you know where I could find one? I found a hilt from a blade of some kind, every time I touch it I get these creepy visions of death and destruction. Where could it have… the tiger! He caused the distraction and the avian lifted it.

That thing sounds valuable; you need to get that back before he tries to sell it. He loaded an image of the hilt from his memory into his optic implant and set it to scan on all visual wave lengths for it. He got to the door of the bar and flung the door open. He scanned the room and found a match in the pocket of the avian he had seen earlier when he scanned him using the x-ray spectrum of his implant.

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Now how to go about getting it back from him without making a scene. He walked up to the avian and tapped him gently on the shoulder. I believe you may have come across something that… I lost.

It has sentimental value. Ro-an grunted in concern the moment the doors to the tavern flung open again and he glanced sidelong at Kylin just as his beer arrived for him. Victor had muttered some nonsense about keeping his head clear for danger and had ordered an iced coffee instead. As promised Kylin twirled a flowery umbrella between his teeth a decorated dish of crab and mussels splayed before him along with some sickeningly sweet beverage in three discernible colors fashioned after the tropical sunrise.

Kylin felt the tap on his shoulder and leaned back in his barstool, letting it tip dangerously as he looked upside down at the stranger.

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He spit the umbrella at his face and smiled teasingly. Want to try some crab? It's really good. Only Victor seemed to have the shifty look of someone with bad news written all over him as he stared at Kalden with his sunken dark eyes, daring him to make a scene in there. Ro-an didn't seem to notice him at all, enveloping his attention over the massive seared fish he had been served.

Kylin let his chair fall back to its natural position and his eyes widened as he stared at Kaldon. I've always wanted some! Let me see! He stared into the man's eyes, turning his face to see where the machine met the man. Can you see through things??! That would be cool. A little creepy though.

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You're not spying into my pockets are you? I know I did it first but that's unfair, you have robot eyes. He let the man's face go and leaned back on the bar, crossing his arms. He spoke in a louder tone, so that the nearer people could hear him speak, irritated and offended.


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The kid was arrogant and headstrong. He had no idea that Kaldon knew most of the staff as well as half the regulars. He could see now that, in order to get the hilt back, he would have to take this kid down a peg or two. After the kid had raised his voice in an attempt to defuse the make a scene, Kaldon gave a huge grin. He knew it was pissing the kid off as well.

He turned and took a seat at the table directly behind the three thieves and took his helmet off which made him look even more intimidating as the scar from his injury was visible from the middle of his left eyebrow to the middle of his cheek. The optic implant was completely contained within his skull and what looked like a blank white lens filled the socket where his eye would normally be. I can see through your fancy armor there, I can also see every major vital organ in your body, as well as both of your friends.

However, there is the matter of the armor you and your kitten there are wearing. Do you want to? I could lobotomize the three of you and make a salad. His hand then began spinning like a power drill. His tone quickly shifted to a serious one as he stood up and took a step closer to the kid and stopped the whirling hand. For the first time in a long time Kylin was taken completely by surprise.

He hated surprises. His momentary speechlessness broke immediately however the moment the word fledgeling came sliding out of this Avian's slippery little tongue. Slight strands of his rich cherry blond hair trembled as he straightened his stance his cool blue gaze darkening as he fought to remain neutral in his expression. He could feel so many eyes on him, too many eyes, how had he missed the fact that they were familiar with the bastard. He stuffed his hand inside the turqoise overhang that went over his armored arm and draped partway across his back and yanked the hilt out of the pocket hidden within the ripples of fabric.

Victor, who hand put a hand on his own hilt and moved halfway to standing peered over at Ro-an who had clenched his massive paws into fists. They had no qualms with shattering the peaceful controlled environment of the tavern the moment Kylin asked them to "If you honestly think someone like me is anywhere near comparable to those Flashes of images, sounds, smells, and scenes poured directly into his mind and in the moment it took for his grip to fail on the hilt and for it to hit the ground the apocalyptic forwarning was completely transplanted into Kylin's mind.

Get the fuck out of my face and let me eat my damned food. He was infuriated. He could feel the bartender's raised eyebrows and Kaldon's amusement. Fucking lasers. Victor sighed and leaned forward on the bar letting his sword arm relax. He was going to have to do a little research that afternoon, and quickly, before the fucker flew on to the next tavern fifty miles from there.

If he wanted to pay that little humiliation back he'd have to get three steps ahead. Game on. Kaldon picked up the hilt from the floor, sure to pick it up using his prosthetic arm. He could tell by the way he trailed off that he had a vision as well, most likely of a similar nature to the ones he had himself. He overheard the spooky-looking one say something about this not being over. As he got to the door he briefly considered telling Brandie to cut them off, but he figured they had enough humiliation for the evening.

He walked outside and with a couple of flaps of his wings, he was high into the air. Kaldon landed in the forest at the edge of the town, folded his wings close to his body and made the rest of his journey on foot.

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After about a mile of walking into the woods, he found his destination. It was a giant tree with a huge root system below. The root system was so massive that it had created a cave below the tree. However, nobody would have known this simply by looking at it. On one of these trips, he had discovered this cave and had set up a holographic projector that was powered by theta crystals which could power a small dwelling like this one, along with the projector, for several thousand years before degrading in power, he enjoyed having a place of his own. He walked right through the small entrance to the large cave by walking right between two big roots even though it looked like solid rock he was able to walk right through the hologram.

Once inside the cave he turned on the lights.

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Kaldon knew it would be a few days before Landon could get word out about needing an oracle. It would be even longer before he would know if there was even one still alive. He gathered some fire wood and got a small fire going in the fireplace. As he stood there warming himself he looked at the mantle. There, staring him right in the face, was a pain like a fire-dagger to the heart.

It was just a simple photo in a small frame, a picture himself and another young man. The person in the picture was his former lover. He was another avian, with a golden shade of blonde hair, thinner and leaner than Kaldon. His skin was a light bronze. His name was Dylex Talon, they met during the great territory war. While Kaldon was in the bases designing weapons to gain the upper hand, Dylex was on the front lines using those same weapons.

While in the mess hall one day, Dylex noticed that nobody would sit with Kaldon because he always seemed strange, a little too good at his work and always talking about it. Dylex loved finding out how things worked, especially the weapons he was using in the field.