To think of the past

Dorn Koon

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Mikael looked at the picture the boy showed him and he quickly snapped it out of his hand before the boy really had the time to react to what happened. He watched it and then he closed his eyes again and took a deep breath, he opened them a moment later and listened to the words that was spoken. He looked at his great grandson. He did not say anything until the boy was finished. "I see your have gotten Saras short temper to, I can tell it is not from my side of the family" he commented and then he calmly patted the area beside him on the boulder. "Sit" he said calmly, but it was something in the voice that said that it was best for him to do as he was told.

Then the man sighed slightly. "I know that what I did was wrong, but I could not stand the pain....not again. I have seen so many people die, my parents, my brother and all my childhood friends, my brothers children and all my cousins. All of them gone, there is only as much loss as a person can take. I did not want to have to bury Sara as with the others. So I ran away" he shook his head, he did regret what he had done. "I have done thing I am not proud of over the years, and things I am. I am very proud of my little girl, even if I never meet her even once, I am proud of you now, for seeking me out." he sighed a little. "Be careful with your life Jamin, you might lose it sooner then you think. I can tell you that I never ever loved another woman after Sara, and many times I thought about going back, but I guess I was afraid of how much she would hate me." he focused his red eyes onto the boy. "But I visit her grave every spring, I do not know if you have noticed that there is always planted new white roses on her grave every year, she loved those roses....I plant new once every year."
 

Sileny Benz

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Jamin just scoffed at him. He didn't need to take advice from Mikael, he'd been able to track him down on his own just fine and he wasn't planning on taking any help, just for the hell of it. Mikael patted the ground and Jamin just stared, but did not sit. As if he was about to take a seat with him. Then, Mikael mentioned the flowers. That melted Jamin's heart a little bit. They had always wondered about that.

"Wow. That was you." he said it as a statement, not a question. He didn't need to state the obvious. "Look, Mikael, maybe you should move on about Sara. She gave up on the idea of you coming back." He felt bad for saying that, but then again, he could make it a little bit better. "If.. you want... Maybe, you could... be my 'brother'? I mean, technically, you are only like 18, so, my parent's could.. adopt you.. sorta.. or not..."
 

Dorn Koon

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Mikael looked at him as he was talking, adopting? That was a weird thought really. "Adopting me? That would sound rather weird. Might be the first person adopted by my own grandchildren." he said, then he could not help but laugh a little and shook his head. "I know that she would give up on me, I knew she would. Do not think I was without anything to do during the time I was gone" he commented calmly.

Mikael laid down on the rock and then he grinned slightly and suddenly he flipped up backwards and made a wolt into the air and landed on the ground behind the rock on his feet. He moved his hair a little to the side and then he moved the red eyes to the boy. "I worked as a bodyguard for many years for different nobles and even for the mafia during a while, know any martial arts Jamin? Or maybe some skills with a blade?" he asked with a curious voice and then he calmly walked back around the boulder and lent against it, still looking at his great grandchild.
 

Sileny Benz

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Jamin sighed. He hadn't actually meant adopting, he was only reaching out to invite Mikael back into the family which he had deserted so many years ago. So much for a nice gesture, he thought as he rolled his eyes slightly. He watched as Mikael leaped of the rock, then shook his head. He had not learned karate or martial arts and did not know how to wield a sword.

"Sounds like you've led a pretty interesting life." he commented quietly as he too leaned up against the rock, running his hands through his hair, then rubbing at the corner of his eye. Of course, he knew of parts of Mikael's life form the stories, but it seems as though for the past decade or so, Mikael had been having quite a bit of fun.
 

Dorn Koon

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Mikael looked at him, he sighed a little because he could see the look on the boys face all to well. "My place in the family should have ended a long time ago" he said slowly. "I should have been old and died just like any other person. I´m sorry if I seem cold. Your a great kid you really are, it is very nice of you to offer me this....but things are never that simple." in fact he just wanted to be alone, but he did not say that to his great grandson. "I just want to die....I know it is horrible...but I want to grow old and die. How can I ever be in love with anyone with the knowledge that they would die before me of old age? How can I watch you grow into an old man and yet be as young as I am now?" he shook his head slowly.

He frowned a little. "Maybe, but I did what I had to in order to survive, I have changed names so many times over the years. How you think that people would think of me if they saw me in the records...130 years old."
 
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