Post by RenaRoo121 on Apr 15, 2010 20:42:13 GMT -5
The passage to Kathmandu from the Crystal Palace was a long and tiresome one. It was a path that took stamina, patience, and the knowledge of where to go and when to make a move. The path that Katmandu took, a path he was very familiar with, had he and the robotic hero known as Nano within the gates of the industrious city before they could say "Shangri-La."
The city was not too unlike the major cities found around the world, borrowing the same bland architecture and the same mixture of worlds and cultures. It was bright and crowded and, in that sense, the way it had been the last time Katmandu had visited it.
The demigod kept his newfound friend tucked against him securely in the nook of his lower limbs as they crossed into the Hindu slums of the city. It was the place he was born in and, likewise, the place he was most familiar with.
There were many good and many bad memories to be found in this area. He did not like crossing it and the tight grip he held on Nano would most likely give this away.
For the sake of Charlie Llama, or who Charlie had once been and someday would be again, though, Katmandu was willing to go to any lengths. This included crossing his most hated territory.
He sighed and looked to Nano as they crossed the area in the blanket of shadows.
"My brother, you have never explained to me what your interest is in Shangri-La. I know you seek to save the city of your origin but never have I understood how seeking Eden would aid Sodom or Gomorra."
The city was not too unlike the major cities found around the world, borrowing the same bland architecture and the same mixture of worlds and cultures. It was bright and crowded and, in that sense, the way it had been the last time Katmandu had visited it.
The demigod kept his newfound friend tucked against him securely in the nook of his lower limbs as they crossed into the Hindu slums of the city. It was the place he was born in and, likewise, the place he was most familiar with.
There were many good and many bad memories to be found in this area. He did not like crossing it and the tight grip he held on Nano would most likely give this away.
For the sake of Charlie Llama, or who Charlie had once been and someday would be again, though, Katmandu was willing to go to any lengths. This included crossing his most hated territory.
He sighed and looked to Nano as they crossed the area in the blanket of shadows.
"My brother, you have never explained to me what your interest is in Shangri-La. I know you seek to save the city of your origin but never have I understood how seeking Eden would aid Sodom or Gomorra."
