<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/good_twin_evil_twin-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Spectarial Souls(special souls that are born shattered rather than with a sphere.)<br/>Fate & Tyme<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Fate and Tyme were watching. It was amusing to see the events down below. You couldn't kill them yet you could hurt them and make them wish they were did. Fate knew this. And knew that one day...like everything else...they the weavers of Time and Fate...too would be killable. Yet until that time...only the course and actions of others would be able to alter or change future.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Fate watches. He wonders at the scene below. A dark one. Yes that being he knew yet this other...who was she? And what was going to happen next. He hoped his more impulsive counterpart Tyme did not do anything stupid...like the last time----He shudders at the memories of the pain, torture, and agony they went through. It was a whole lot worse when your aren't able to be killed due to technically you were born yet never born. He watches though with extreme indifference.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #BFFF00">Tyme however was the counterpart to Fate. Where his counterpart could stand by idly and let fate take its course...he was always running off the notion that it was time for something besides standing idly by. He saw the man draw his sword. At first he watches. But as the man began to circle her he got antsy. The woman was beautiful and impulse is what led him to jump down and land next to the woman. "Hello...hope you don't mind if I...drop in." he says. Grinning in a lively and playful sort of way. "Now...you do realize this man is at least a level S dark one....right? You shouldn't EVER take one of his class and level on...not by yourself at least."</span><br/><br/>(I hope this is alright. I'll do my best to keep up :) )