[b]Li-Li ~Meadow of Emergence~[/b]

Uncle Alistair leaves before I have time to protest. I let out an exasperated huff and flop back on the meadow floor. I have so many more questions now. If he would have told me how Zaak is keeping track of them I might have found a way to disrupt or better yet redirect it. I slip another chocolate in my mouth while I think.

What do I know? Uncle Alastair told me not to trust Zaak. Old news there, I haven't trusted that ancient crusted waste dumb since he got here. Would have killed him if I didn't still need him. Will kill him if he presses me too much. What else? He said they're out searching for another existence. Who all is out? I narrow my eyes. For a tense moment I'm gripped with panic....surely [i]he[/i] isn't out. Is he? I shudder in revulsion. This line of thinking is getting me nowhere. I have more questions than answers. Time for action.

I sit up and recenter, so I can focus my energy. My thumb and pointer of both hands together, fingers splayed out; arms resting at my sides. When my energy is clearer I bring my hands together and summon him. " The Heir Apparent: Pure Form: The Emperor." He appears directly in front of me, kneeling. He's resplendent in gold and purple. His sword shines so brightly he bathes the entirety of the meadow in light. I feel a hint of pride and allow myself a small smile. " I need you to find...well you. I have reason to believe Uncle Vincent is out somewhere. Bring him to me, drag him if you have to. It's urgent."

I reach out and touch the sword. I use its energy to locate Uncle Vincent's time thread. Once I detect it, I send a message along the thread, hidden between this second and the next: [i]come out come out wherever you are[/i], along with the coordinates. Uncle Alastair isn't the only one who can be sneaky. Hopefully this pincer attack of both mind and physical will get him here post haste. I do hate to be kept waiting. I wave the Pure Form off and suck on my last piece of chocolate. 





[b] The First Lotus ~ The Oasis~[/b]

His eyes feel as if they're boring into me, making my face heat in discomfort. I force the words out," I'm not going to lie, I still hold quite the grudge from how things were left between us. I'm aware that it was resolved between you and my future self; nevertheless, however petty it might seem, the resolution doesn't feel as if it was between you and I... per se. Still, I'm willing to overlook that if I can get a few answers from you." I take a deep breath. Just a little more. 

I look directly into his eyes. Letting him see all the turmoil and vulnerability in mine, "Are you free of me? Do you hold zero affection for the form before you?"