Dangling from a Cliff

Albel sighs and looks down at the half of the apple she had given back to him. He knew that he should eat it, it was just that he didn't really want it. He felt he had been overly cruel to her and didn't deserve to accept the food. He instead gently set it down on the ground beside him and closes his eyes, sealing off the empty grayness that most people hated to see. They were the eyes of a dead person, cold, lonely, and well..dead. They never betrayed any emotions that crossed him and people always thought of him as weird because of the lack of emotions shown. He didn't care much though, people were all stupid and for the most part stood in his way.

He looks back at the girl though, watching her eat in silence. He didn't know why, but Albel felt an odd familiarity with her. He supposed it had to do with the fact that they were both alone in the world, but it didn't matter. He hangs his head downward and stairs at his hands. They were shaking in their exhaustion and he lacked the energy to even try and keep them steady. Finally with another of his common sighs he looks back up at her, "Look, don't feel as if you're unworthy of fighting me. I'm talented as far as swordsmanship goes, but without my power integrated into it, you could easily overwhelm me. I lack the actual skills for combat because I never honed them. I always just relied on talent."

Albel sighs a little and sits quietly in the silence for a few minutes, brows furrowed in his deep thought. He didn't want to come out and say anything stupid at this point and his reply could either make him or break him in her perspective. Finally, rubbing his temple lightly he looks at her with a small smile and takes a deep breath, "Look, I'm not a person who needs to be giving you life advice. In all seriousness, my perspective of the world is about as twisted as it could get. However, I think that you should stop dwelling on the past so much. Trying to change the past is like trying to grab the stars at night, it's just not possible. To try is well..pointless. The best advice I can give you is not to let it get to you."

Exhausted, Albel decides to take a bite of his half of the apple before continuing. His mouth works for a few moments as he chews the juicy meat within the apple before he sets it back down again and finishes his thought. "It is my opinion that the world works in a very basic way. You have two options on the way to go about these types of things. The first of which is to just accept it and move on. This means that you realize there is nothing now, and nothing at that time, you could do to change what happened. The second option is to accept what happened and fight it with everything you have. This option is the pointless option in which you seem to be pursuing, and I'd like to explain to you what it means. Due to the fact that you will spend your entire life resisting what happened, you will never find peace of mind. You will always be at war with yourself and you will forever be incapable of finding peace with your emotions. The things is, no matter which way you go about it, you have to accept it. So that leaves you the choice of accepting it and becoming stronger through it, or accepting it and always holding yourself back because you can't overcome your own weakness."

Albel frowns at her silently. She had alot of things wrong with what she said, especially those that were said about himself. He was definitely not always composed, it only seemed to be that way when he was in situations that called for composure like earlier. He had a rather short temper that he was easily able to lose rein over, however it never seemed to happen when things were tense. He sighed and shook his head while looking at the ground. He really was at a loss for what to say to her and chose to remain in his thoughts for a few more moments before he spoke. She seemed to be entering a weird depressed stage, on that he had a feeling would take time to fully purge her from. Finally, he looks over at her with a weak smile.

"Look, I'm definitely not perfect. In fact, I'm far from it. I have a temper that when set off can make yours look like a lax kitten. Especially because when it happens I have no control over my power and it thinks of its on accord. It never attacks me, but I can't stop it from harming those around me, even those who try and help me. As for my past, you're right there. My parents were too different and I think they were afraid of me. They sent me here so that I could learn how to control my power better, especially since their power is that of the light. We're complete opposites, and while they accept me they are very hesitant when it comes to my strength."

Albel stares at the ground below him quietly, seemingly absorbed with it and lost in his own thoughts. He wasn't entirely sure what to tell her, but decided he might as well say something. With a deep breath he looks at her, his already empty gray eyes seeming even emptier in his own despair, "Look, I really shouldn't be the one to tell you anything. I may seem to be calm and wise and all of this, but it's really because I'm so lonely. I've always felt alone, even when I lived with my parents and attended normal school. I always felt as if there was nobody else, and I was on my own. I still feel that way today, and it's because of my loneliness that I'm able to see the faults of other people so efficiently."

Slowly and a little unsteady he rises back to his feet, "The only friends I have are those I crate with the shadows. Even still though, they're only my friends because I force them to be. I control everything they do so they don't have any choice but to be a friend to me. He turns and walks away, his voice growing shaky, "It's because of my loneliness that I have my own anger. It makes me feel as if everyone around me is against me because they're not with me and it leads me to be angry all of the time. I just have the odd ability to be able to control my anger, and that's only because I don't want my shadows to destroy people." He glances at her, a few tears streaking his own face, "I was even angry at you to begin with and I didn't even know you."

Albel's eyes widen in surprise as she hugs him before darting sideways and looking at the only part of her head he could see..her head. He then looked down at the ground silently before bringing his arms up and hugging her back. He was surprised at her removing her bandanna and smiled weakly. He knew he was probably the only person in the world at this point that she'd be willing to show any kind of kind feelings to and felt himself wanting to laugh. Instead he takes a deep breath before releasing her and stepping away, regaining his regal and prince-like composure. Seeing that she was still a little wobbly, he then quickly rethinks his tactics and slides to her side, supporting her weight under her weak legs.

He began to slowly walk back over to where he had put her before and gently sets her back down, steeping back a moment later. He than again felt his exhaustion washing upon himself and sat down beside her, closing his eyes and taking a few breaths to recover quickly. "Thanks..I think that with you I've found a comrade I can rely on, through better or worse." He sighs again before looking up at the sky above.