*Pacificus*

Sun smiled, crossing her palms in front of her. Ii thought about everything that just happened to him, matching up the hour he’s known her to this ‘theory’ and somehow his mind believed it. Her smile felt warm, her posture very formal yet welcoming, her tone had maturity in it, comparably to earlier when she was aggressive and full of attitude. He believed this could be possible while on the other hand he felt at some point earlier that day he must have walked into an alternate universe by accident. But now accepting this new reality he only had two things linger in his mind about her, if she was lying then for what reason, and if she was not then how far she would go before he regretted his decision.

“Umm…mine’s Ii…,” he answered. He nervously looked downward and played with his bangs, stroking it up and down. Even with his decision to follow along with the charade, he still didn't know how to react to it.

“It’s nice to be formally introduced,” she answered back.

“Well, isn’t this going to be great? You’ve officially freaked him out.” It baffled him for second that ‘Rain’ came out.

“Oh I don’t think he’s ‘freaked’ as you put it,” Sun exclaimed. It scared him every time she swapped personality as her entire posture and tone of voice changed.

“He’s freaked, ok? He’s probably scared out of his mind—” Rain yelled.

“Rain,” Sun spoke slightly agitated.

“No, he’s psychologically hysterical right now. He’s probably having a mental seizure—”

“Umm…” Ii attempted to interrupt.

“And just having this conversation is freaking him out more if his mind would already nearing its limit—”

“Umm…”

“What!” Rain finally directed at him.

“I’m perfectly fine,” Ii said quietly.

“Wait, aren't you scared right now?” Rain asked.

“I’ve always been afraid, but you said to follow,” he answered

“Then why did you listen,” Rain aggravated to herself.

“Alright,” Sun announced firmly. “Since we established Ii is fine with us, let’s go and then we’ll talk when we get on the train. ok?”

They continued to walk.

The silence between them tensed the air and seal Ii’s lips even more so. Rain kept a presence a few feet ahead of him, glancing back so often. When their eyes caught each other, she immediately turned back and paced forward. She knew just as well as he did that this situation couldn’t continue the way it was.

Slowing down to a stop, they looked upward as they stood before the city’s central train station, a tall skyscraper of a building with train tracks going in every direction for miles and high-speed rails coming and going on the minute and like clockwork people flooded the floors inside and outside. Merchants gathered as they hoped to make a sale to a new crowd. All Ii could hear were the sounds of individual mass chatter and trains moving. The sight was so astounding that it held Ii’s tongue speechless.

However, a feeling of helplessness crept into his heart as he slowly relieved how overwhelming everything became. He could feel his heartbeat as his mind unwillingly recovered a forgotten memory fragment. He felt slightly claustrophobic from the height of the surrounding crowd and began to lose a sense of reality as he tried to push the dreading feeling out. The attempt was futile as it sapped his strength and he started to slip from consciousness. When he suddenly felt something grab his hand, he opened his eyes back to reality.

“Stop trailing off or we’ll lose each other,” Rain told him as she drag him.

Vivien was growing impatient. The other members of her team had congregated on the other side of the room and she was eager to join them. “Well, that’s okay, then, because I’m not a teamleader.” Meghany had always been viciously ambitious. Vivien had forgotten the feral glint of her critical eyes. She’d forgotten how small and weak she felt under their scrutiny. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m going to meet with my team. If you have any suggestions, feel free to let us know.” Meghany was just prideful enough to need the invitation. She would be the one to spitefully watch others fail before she gave her help, so Vivien wanted to give her the opportunity to give her advice now.

At the same time, she refused to grovel. So with a tight smile and a polite nod, she pushed past her childhood friend (rival might have been a more appropriate term), and walked towards her group.

They lifted their heads as she approached. The scientist, Crears, whom she hadn’t noted before, was with them now. Crears was a small mousy woman with wide eyes under her thick bangs. The group didn’t seem to have made much progress. “We were just discussing locations to hold a meeting,” Thames explained. “Do you prefer Chinese or Italian? I'm really craving breadsticks...”

Vivien cringed. Maybe she would ask Meghany for help.

Day Three






(Ian & Mugen... You'll just have to summarize your phone convo or something in your next post.)