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[color=EB8FE9][b]EE 87, May 4 | Night[/b][/color]

Inti's roommate had introduced himself as Kalil after a somewhat awkward conversation clarifying that Inti was neither a ghost or hallucination. After that, a brief demonstration of the shisha lead to both of the boys separating in opposite directions, both seeking fresh air. Kalil to clear his muddled head, and Inti replace what felt like lingering smoke in his lungs with clean oxygen. As expected of anyone not familiar with the practice Inti had coughed and choked, though his panic was curbed by the guidance of Kalil. Still, after the experience he found himself sitting on the dorm's front steps and just breathing while be observed the other buildings nearby. They were mostly the same design as the one he sat in front of, though the farther away he looked the more the architecture gradually changed. 

When the hour grew late he went back inside. His body was thrumming dully due to everything that had happened that day. So many firsts, and many more to come.

He wandered to the bedrooms, finding the one that the staff had deposited his suitcase in. Just a single case, if a somewhat large one. He lifted the suitcase onto the bed, popping it open. It's contents were clothes for the most part, along with second pair of formal shoes, and a couple pairs of casual sandals. The single yacolla included he judged probably wouldn't get much use. Inti carefully pulled each article out, laying them in the space next to the suitcase. The Inca had evolved since ancient times, but many of their traditions and culture remained the same - so seeing the fine quality material of some of the clothes the Bureau had packed for him made him nervous in a way that walking into metaphorical whole new world hadn't. These were the types of fabric made for Officials. Was it their way of saying his status had risen? Or maybe they didn't want someone representing Tawantinsuyu to be seen as someone of low standing. Inti didn't want to think about it right then. He folded everything neatly into the room's dresser before shedding the clothes he was wearing. Idly he wondered what the laundry service was like. Another question for tomorrow, he supposed.

Being in his smallclothes with an inviting bed so close, the fatigue of the day was finally starting to hit Inti - but there was one more thing to unpack. He lifted the devices out of the suitcase. Monitoring equipment, meant to record and send biological information. They were larger than those at the lab, a bit blocky and bulky, but he supposed they had to be that way to send information back to Tawantinsuyu. Before he'd left for Bermuda they'd given him a demonstration of how to attach and use them, but even if they hadn't he'd seen it thousands of times. Every day as far back as he could remember at least. Meticulously Inti attached the monitors to himself, and with a quick flick of his wrist the devices powered on. Their soft beeping was drowned out by the ringing of a bell outside, and clicking that spread throughout the dorm. The familiar sound of locks. 

[i]Hm? Locking us in at night?[/i] He supposed that made sense, there was a curfew after all. Hopefully Kalil had returned before the locks clicked into place. With little else on his mind Inti tucked into bed. It was much softer than anything he'd slept on before, which made it all the more easy to nestle in and fall asleep. 

[hider=And to dream.]
[i]Aaaah, it's only been a month but it feels like so much longer already. And don't tell Ch'aska but I know she misses you.[/i]

[color=EB8FE9][i]I just talked to her two nights ago before I got off the ship?[/i][/color]

[i]That's not the same![/i]

[i]Isn't it, though? No one ever says they miss [u]me.[/u][/i] Ekeko leaned over and squished Inti's cheeks between his hands, turning the boy's face towards Axo. [i]Or is there something special about this precious face?[/i]
 
Inti wriggled out of his 'older brother's' hold, a boyish grin spreading on his face. [color=EB8FE9][i]You didn't know? I was voted [/i]Best of Bunch[i] twice in a row.[/i][/color]

Ekeko feigned shock while the girl, Axo, scoffed at the two of them and shrugged her shoulders. [i]I guess you're right. Anyway, what is the island like? We've all been dying to know.[/i]

[color=EB8FE9][i]It's amazing! The atmosphere is intense, and there was so much food, and music, and all these different types of buildings...[/i][/color] Inti went on to describe the day's events, the rules of the place and all of the different people he'd talked to. He had to start over a couple times when more people manifested into the dream and insisted on hearing the boy's firsthand account, but eventually he made it through the story by focusing and conjuring images from his memory, shifting the location of the dream from the familiar stark white cafeteria to the Hall of the Greats in Bermuda. There were questions with answers Inti couldn't even hazard a guess to; there were theories being thrown around about the facilities, and gossip about the Polymaths attending as the group of Inca pointed out people that Inti remembered. 

Normally he would have been more than content to listen to his 'siblings' discuss everything as the backdrop of memories faded away, but he piped up to interrupt them. [color=EB8FE9][i]Hey, am I the only one with news? What's going on back in Tawantinsuyu?[/i][/color]

[i]Nothing's new here, it's the same old same old.[/i]

[color=EB8FE9][i]Come oooon.[/i][/color]

[i]We would let you know if something happened, Inti,[/i] Illapa, one of the late comers, said. He crossed his arms in thought as he tended to do. [i]Lab techs and bureaucrats only talk about theories, projects, us. World affairs sometimes.[/i]

Axo nodded her head. [i]They mentioned an empire on the brink of collapsing recently. O...to?[/i]

[i]Ottoman.[/i]

[i]That one, yes.[/i] Of the half dozen or so gathered, Axo was the only one not older than Inti, and her lacking knowledge of the world reflected Inti's own. Although he was hoping to learn a lot more there on the island. 

[color=EB8FE9][i]Why's that?[/i][/color]

[i]Civil war, apparently. Ghastly.[/i]

[i]Couldn't keep it together, hm? Ha. Not like [/i]our[i] empire.[/i]

The group chatted for a little while longer. Most of them needled Inti for all the information they could get out of him, playfully trading it for little updates about the people he'd left behind. He laughed when they told him that Allpa had thrown a tantrum when they had to shave her head for a test, after a new tech had complemented her hair. They laughed as they pictured him dancing among the more rigid Occidentals. It was a nice, warm dream. But eventually all dreams ended.

[color=EB8FE9][i]See you all soon,[/i][/color] Inti said, as one by one the people in the dream faded away. His form too began to dissolve as his consciousness returned to his body.[/hider][hr]
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Inti awoke to a soft and steady beeping noise. It happened to be the same noise he woke up to every day, and at the same time too. There was low light filtering in from the windows, drawing his eye. He sat up straight and began the process of removing the equipment attached to him, but then the beeping changed. A new, deliberate rhythm. A message. His ears perked, and he listened closely. 

[i]...Ah, right, the mission.[/i] He sighed, though there was a fond smile on his face. He hopped out of bed, walked around the dorm in confusion before he recalled that there was no bathing inside, and then splashed water from the sink over himself before drying and returning to dress. He'd seen neither hide nor hair of Kalil that morning, so instead he peeking into the other bedroom. 

[color=EB8FE9]"Good morning!"[/color] he said, quite loudly. He couldn't really tell if that heap of blankets was his dormmate, but if it wasn't then it wouldn't hurt to greet the "spirits" that hung around the young man. Or whatever he was going on about last night. 

Now there were things that Inti noticed about the living space last night that only really struck him now in the light of day. Of course, there was the lack of a shower, but that was easily remedied. Secondly there was a kitchen with food, but nothing that said they had a chef that would cook for them. Even on the ship there had been a dining area, and last night there was the banquet - but now were they expected to cook for themselves? While that was an exciting prospect, Inti was not quite ready to experiment with that this morning. Maybe later. But it was day two and he wanted to get an early start, not waste time destroying the kitchen. Getting an early start on what was the question, but he wanted as much time to figure that out as possible. There was no regiment to the island besides the curfew it seemed, which would take some getting used to. 

First thing's first, though. [color=EB8FE9]"I'm going to find breakfast. I'll bring some back for you!"[/color]

...

...

...he did not bring any back for Kalil. By the time he'd eaten his fill, an announcement echoed across the island ushering people to the city's center. Some kind of demonstration? It sounded almost ominous, but very the curious one Inti made his way there. He squeezed through the crowd until he was in a decent spot, looking up at the stone stage.

[i]That must be her,[/i] he thought. And behind her, the ruins of her making. Apparently. The person in front of her was really long winded. He could grasp that she was guilty and that there would be some kind of public trial for the crime. A jury of her peers. Inti didn't know much of the justice system of even his own nation, let alone others, but it seemed... fair, he supposed. Until others in the crowd started to pipe up. 

He recognized Franz, and couldn't help but slightly swayed by his words. The Mesmerologist certainly had a way with them. Another went on after that, and Inti nodded along, though mostly out of habit. Jeanne was definitely guilty... but they brought up some good points.

But she was for sure guilty.

[color=EB8FE9]"Why only an Egoist?"[/color] Came a voice from the crowd, and a dark skinned hand waving up from the crowd. The people around Inti shifted away from him slightly, letting his short frame be more easily seen. [color=EB8FE9]"Anyone strong enough should be able to watch her."[/color]

It was a strange way to volunteer, but it was a volunteer all the same. Inti did not have the same kind of eloquence as the other two boys had shown, so he didn't even try. Plus... well he really thought she was guilty. He didn't say much else, but instead started to make his way toward Robespierre. Even if they denied him, he had questions. A lot of questions! For many on the island, there were personal projects to work on. For Inti there was no such thing, only his 'mission' and his own enjoyment. Well, he could be working on his craft but his was an existence that had always been guided in such things. He would have to work out how to do that at some point, but for now he was intrigued.