Disclaimer: I don't own Talim and Kilik from Soul Calibur… Namco do…Unfortunately…
Chapter 2: The truth of Kilik
The sun had gone down behind the rocks, which surrounded the two travellers. They had been walking all day and Talim began to think in silence, that it would do for today. She was tired and felt a little cold. A cloud of warm air came out though her lips.
She looked at Kiliks muscular bag and hesitated.
"Kilik, can't we stop…?" she asked with chattering teeth.
He turned with a glance in which, there almost clearly was written silly girl, but it changed – to what was hard to tell. He nodded.
"Why not," He pulled on his shoulders. Then he placed his rod and rucksack on the ground and he began to light a fire and set the tent up for her.
Talim felt useless and a little angry. She could absolutely do it by herself! She hadn't been travelling alone for nothing and even if she looked like a weak little girl, Talim was more than the eye possible could see: A strong and gifted woman.
But done is done, she thought and sat down by the hot fire and soon forgot, about the cause to her anger.
"Feeling better?" Kiliks voice came from the other side of the fireplace.
She nodded, smiling.
"Yes, much better… thanks a lot."
"Argh, that's nothing. It's a man duty to make a lady comfortable," he pulled on his shoulders again.
"Really?"
"Yeah… Good night, Talim. I'm going to sleep. You should do the same," he said, while moving his soft rucksack behind his neck. It was easy to see that he didn't want to talk.
Nevertheless it didn't make her to leave. She kept on sitting by the fire, lost in her thoughts. For a long time, there was a dominating silence. Then she spoke.
"Kilik?"
"Hmm…" It didn't surprise her he was awake.
"I was wondering..." she paused " why haven't you told nether Xianghua or me about your secret? It must be something really bad..."
He sat up angrily. She noticed blushing: His muscles were prominent.
"Like you could understand it, Talim! You can only communicate with the wind"
"So that's what you think? Then try me!" Talim screamed back with tears in her eyes and raised her self in the same time as him.
They stood mad in front of each other – Talim with her arms stubbornly crossed against her chest.
After a little he looked away and sighed deeply.
"Yeah...Okay I will give you a chance" He said and his glance lay seriously on her again.
These dark mysterious eyes have a sad and hunted expression in them, she thought.
She relaxed.
"Thanks... I don't want to be accused for being unconcerned."
He nodded.
Then they sat back down and he began to tell his life story. Talim listened meticulous as any good listener...It happened for around 5 years ago in the Ling-Sheng Su temple, where I was raised. One day when we had a ceremony, I got hosted for the evil spirit of Soul Edge and I killed everybody near me, also Xiang Lian, whom was like a big sister to me. When I came to myself, I decided to leave the place and travelled from the temple with the secret staff art of Ling-Sheng Su and my rod Kali-Yuga. Some weeks later I met Xianghua, whom I kept on travelling with and then you, Talim…
Talim remembered their meeting well. She had been by a windmill, when she met the two 20-years. After a hard battle, they left her and she could travel alone again with only guidance from the wind. But it didn't matter….
Then suddenly she understood what he just said. Her mind was stunned. His "sister" had been killed by his own hands. She wanted to say something sweet, but the words wouldn't come to her, so she rose to her feet for the second time that evening and walked over to him. She laid a comforting hand on his shoulder, before going into the tent.
It took quite some time for her to fall asleep. She still thought about Kiliks life story. It must have been tough. She sighed and closed her eyes…poor guy was the last words, which echoed in her head, before falling into sleep.
Continues...
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