Two more days to a year that I'm not supposed to be counting. The little Tom Hanks in my soul is marking days without you. Castaway on an island surrounded by an ocean of tears getting deeper daily.
6 yrs ago
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6 yrs ago
November 10th, 2017 4:30 pm CST. You let go and I wasn't ready. I'm still not ready. I miss you.
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6 yrs ago
Two months and a week. I miss you. This sucks. Is it bad that I pretend that you PCS'd and will be back before long? Then I remember you're gone and won't be back even if I wished it. And I do. Daily.
6 yrs ago
Two months, four days. I miss you. Can't listen to Mike and the Mechanics "In The Living Years" anymore. It came on at work yesterday as the last song and I cried.
Bio
Ugh...I hate this part. So I'm super into Sailor Moon...which no one else is...and that's okay. I also really love Items, Escaflowne, Vampire Knight, Fushigi Yugi, Ah My Goddess, K Dramas, Chinese and Tiwanise Dramas as well. I torture people by making them read the TV.
Oh this is where I tell you I'm American...and I just lost a few people but oh well. Trust me if I could afford to live overseas I would. So yeah...that's me.
Watching the beautiful dark haired woman smile and wave at Uná was just enough to distract her from her current predicament. Giving up on the idea of meditation Uná looked around. Nope no one's looking. Even if they were she's already on campus and near Dean Ashford's house so she probably belongs here. Is she a family member? I can't see her as a girlfriend. She's not old enough for him. And far to pretty.
Moving over to the dark haired woman Uná smiled brightly at the woman. She vaguely remembered that the Dean had a Doctor that was female and Uná had seen her around on and off. Just the other day as a matter of fact...now that I think of it.
Uná held out her hand. "Hello I'm Uná O’Brian. We haven't been formally introduced but I've seen you about a few times."
Uná noticed the similarities between the woman in front of her and her mother. Well adopted mom. But her hair was that rich loam color, same as Ginger O'Brian's, and she was chic in the red and navy dress. The stripes were bold and the belt just the right shade to match the blooming roses that took the outfit from severe to fiercely feminine. It was something her mother would wear, and it comforted her instantly putting her at ease.
Uná inwardly grimaced as she recalled her undignified outfit of a lime green sports bra, black yoga pants with a matching lime green stripe and charcoal sneakers with her ankle socks peeking out in a lime green rebellion. She had felt like the color this afternoon, all energy and light, now it just felt childish next to the stunning woman. Far away were the thoughts of Ginger swearing that Uná could make even the most unappetizing green color beautiful.
Uná knocked on Professor Everose's office door. Relax. Just about Friday night. No one knows about Nikki. No one saw him sneak out of my room before dawn. Which if I admit it I didn't want him to either. If only I was a little bit older. The door was opened as Professor Everose smiled down at her.
"Just who I was hoping to see. Won't you come in Ms. O’Brian?" Kaylee stepped to the side waiving Uná in.
Walking in Uná sat down in a comfortable leather upholstered chair that was turned toward its twin. Relaxing into it she looked up at Professor Everose as she softly shut the door. “You wanted to see me?”
”I wanted to make sure you were alright since I didn’t get a chance to speak to you about Friday night.”
Oh boy… I’m in trouble. Uná swallowed hard but held her ground. “I didn’t mean to lose it. I’m sorry. With the meds and the alcohol I guess it wasn’t the smartest decision to make. I just wanted to have a little fun.” Uná frowned. “That sounded good at the time.”
Professor Everose sat down in the other chair and tilted her head at Una. “Well that was easy. So let me point this out. Guilt over your selfish actions that put multiple people in jeopardy is utterly unacceptable. Guilt will not make you control your actions. Will it?”
Blinking Una let the Professor’s words sink in. An expression of shock crossed her face. “Okay I deserved that. And no it won’t?”
”I’m not here to hold your hand Ms. O’Brian. Frankly it makes weak individuals. Help you own up to your mistakes. Yes. Saddle you with guilt that will crush your decision making process? Never. So let me make it clear for you. Accept it and learn from it. Guilt can take so many things from you if you let it. It can cripple you and make you do things that you wouldn’t otherwise all for the sake of assuaging it. It is a monster that is ever hungry and will destroy you. So no guilt. Just learning. Mistakes that shouldn’t be repeated.” Professor Everose’s voice was firm, no nonsense and her gaze unflinching.
Nodding Una let the guilt fall away. Okay so I made a mistake. I can learn from that. I’m not stupid. “Right. Learn from this. I can do that.”
Professor Everose nodded once, a firm solid movement. “Good. So let’s press on. Where was it that you really lost control? Avalon or Nocturne?”
Una shifted suddenly uncomfortable. “I don’t really remember. I guess it might have started at Avalon...but it was definitely past me reeling it in by Nocturne. It’s all a bit fuzzy. I’m more worried about the fact that I think I need to learn how to control it. I mean the meds are making me realize that I can. I want to be conscious and in control.”
Professor Everose nodded. “So if you have the most control of it while unconscious then maybe you should start meditation and attempting to lucid dream.”
”Lucid dream? Meditation?” Una raised an eyebrow.
”Yes. It sounds like malarky but it works for some people. You might be one of them. Tai Chi is a moving form of meditation perhaps you might want to take that up? As for lucid dreaming I have done extensive research on it since it pertains to my powers and Ms Germain’s as well. A lucid dream is defined as a dream during which dreamers, while dreaming, are aware they are dreaming. The very first record of lucid dreaming appears to feature in the treatise On Dreams by the Ancient Greek philosopher Aristotle. In it, he describes an instance of self-awareness during a dream state. ‘If the sleeper perceives that he is asleep, and is conscious of the sleeping state during which the perception comes before his mind, it presents itself still, but something within him speaks to this effect: ‘The image of Koriskos presents itself, but the real Koriskos is not present.’ he wrote. According to some research, around half of all people have had a lucid dream at some time in their lives, and around 11% experience one or two lucid dreams per month. So the statistics are there that you could control things from sleep and possibly break a block that you feel is there. I know, I know. You didn’t say anything about a block but that is what you feel is the problem, correct?” Professor Everose smiled.
Smiling Una perked up and nodded. “You sure you’re not psychic?”
Laughing Professor Everose shook her head. “Not like you mean. Just reading auras.” She rose and got up and pulled out a small device from a desk drawer. It was a small mp3 player and ear buds. “These are some meditation and lucid dreaming exercises they might help.” She handed the device over to Una and walked over to the door opening it.
”Thank you.” Una collected the mp3 player and ear buds and taking the hint exited the office.
”You’re welcome Ms. O’Brian.” Professor Everose said softly as she inclined her head and watched Una run off the worry on her face, finally showing.
@webboysurf Classes were in session again and there was a new kid that wore a lab coat. He rolled up the sleeves at lunch and Una almost went and sat with him because he was new. She knew how it felt to be new but the lure of spending time with Nikki was too prevalent.
Everything seemed rosy and perfect. She had a boyfriend and things were looking up for being able to control her powers.
@Brioko Jobe I really should pay attention to the Professor… The periodic table went in and out of focus as thoughts drifted around in Una’s head. Then something happened. The Professor’s voice raised in pitch as if she had sucked Helium. Then the giggles and laughs started. Una couldn’t help herself, she laughed too. Her attention was caught as the “Lab Coat” guy picked up and took off milliseconds after the bell rang.
@Pilatus After classes Una decided to try her meditation before she had dinner. The afternoon was warm and overcast but she still walked to the shade in the shadow of the trees. Sitting down and crossing her legs. Closing her eyes she started breathing deeply. In and out to the count of four.
Una’s mind was too full and she sighed. Come on clear your mind. She fidgeted and stood up and stretched. Pacing back and forth she seemed to have too much energy. I can’t focus. Playing with her ponytail flicking it back and forth over her shoulder. Seeing a woman that was vaguely familiar. Her dark hair caught Una's eye and she stared.
Clearing her throat Kaylee nodded to the envelopes. "Congratulations it's commonly called a remote viewing or RV. Think of the world as fabric. Time woven by threads and all those threads are people's lives. They make a pattern that is solid and has a purpose. Now think about a memory as a color. So the thread is colored by people’s memories. But life is not just one color but many random chaotic and messy colors. Some colors are bolder than others, some more pastel and soft. Yet others a garish neon that everyone can see miles away.”
Kaylee placed the water bottle in front of Aya. She paused a moment so that Aya could let that sink in. “Did you ever do Tie Dye when you were younger? You took an old white shirt and randomly put rubber bands all over it or you made a design. A heart. A bullseye. What have you. And when you were done sometimes the dye would bleed into the lines. Well those lines are like the Astral Plane and the dye you used is like a memory. The memory bleeds over to the Astral Plane. Strong emotion manifests and you can remotely view a scene hours, days, weeks, years sometimes even centuries later.”
Reaching over for the coffee mug that was set among the other items Kaylee took a sip of the now cold coffee and mentally shrugged. Oh well this was more important anyway and it wasn’t the first time she had cold coffee. “You might not see colors, like I do. You might hear sounds, smell scents, taste something or even feel a touch or a breeze. You might even experience all five senses when you run across a pocket. Dates, times, places especially in conjunction with people who are powerful or have made a mark in history can even pull you into the memory reliving it.” She looked over at Aya and waited till the girl met her eyes. “I do not recommend Gettysburg, either of the World Wars, or anything to do with the 1918 Flu. No matter if you think it will get you a good grade or not in History. Too much trauma and death. Nor do I recommend anyone that is aware of the Astral Plane. You never know who is going to leave nasty surprises.”
Downing the rest of her coffee Kaylee rose and refilled it. “You really should rest before you attempt another RV. Eat and drink something. If you have questions I’d be happy to answer them.”
Kayle watched and waited as Aya struggled with a remote viewing. It brought back memories of the first time she attempted hers. The same tense, anticipation thrumming through her. Watching Aya's understand dawn on the girl and the vison took hold. Her eyes went distant and the girl started writing. Japanese short hand flew across the page.
Then stopped.
Started again.
Standing Kaylee grabbed a bottle of water for when Aya came out of the vision. Sitting back down Kaylee waited. No long after Aya started crying Kaylee grabbed a box of tissues. Gritting her teeth at what Ashford was putting the poor girl through Kaylee didn't have to wait long.
Aya was practically sobbing and Kaylee called out to her softly. "Aya? Aya Germain? Aya pay attention! You're at the Institute. You're safe. You're not in that moment anymore. You're far from that moment. Now breathe in and hold it for four seconds then release slowly. Slow your heartbeat. Let the vision pass. And we'll take a break."
Kaylee nodded to Professor Santos. "Forgive the interruption Professor Santos but I will need Ms Germain for the remainder of your class. If you'll forgive me for the short notice. You're not doing a test today are you? She noticed out of the corner of her eye the class' interest, in a horrified fashion, zeroed in on Professor Santos.
"No. Nothing like that. I'll email you a copy of the lecture and any reading materials we go over so that Ms Germain doesn't miss anything."
"Brilliant. Ms Germain if you'd be so kind as to follow me." The bright white wide legged slacks swished as Kaylee turned as Aya joined her. Professionally Kaylee had a very Katherine Hepburn style. High waisted slacks, black button down short sleeved blouse, paired with honest to goodness black and white saddle Oxfords with just a bit of a heel. The click of her heel wasn't as jarring as if she had been wearing heels.
Kaylee led them back to her office. Turning back to Aya she smiled warmly. "Just so you know you haven't done anything wrong. You expressed an interest in working with your abilities. I’m going to give you four envelopes. These four envelopes contain something you may or may not be able to see. Hopefully you will but if not don't worry. I will be monitoring you so if something happens I can pull you back. However you must record everything you witness while you're using your ability on this test. There is no real wrong or right answer."
Kaylee handed over the four black envelopes and walked over to her desk. She picked up a 70 page college ruled journal and a ball point gel pen. "You can begin once ready. I have tea, coffee, fruit whatever you like."
Coleman Lee St. John - There is a date and a time below the name that corresponds to Ashford’s first sense of Cole’s arrival in the current timeline.
Adam Pierce - Likewise there is a date and a time below the name that corresponds with Pierce’s encounter with Sena on Saturday night.
Blank - This envelope is a control. There is nothing inside but a blank sheet of paper.
Avalon - There is nothing else on the page other than this one word.
In my absence, I ask that you give the following exercise to Aya. This is an older technique and one with which I am sure you are familiar. I have consistently found it to be one of the most effective and trust you will administer it with the utmost diligence. Present these four sealed envelopes to Aya and ensure that she absolutely does not attempt to discover any of the information therein by withdrawing from her body to access the Astral Plane. It is critical that this step be followed exactly. To reinforce, please have her record her visions by hand. This will assist in keeping her grounded throughout the exercise. Allow her between 20-30 minutes for each envelope or until she feels that she no longer has anything more to record, then have her seal the results herself. To keep the integrity of the exercise, and as you know, it is imperative that you do not read the recorded contents of her vision or present yourself as anything other than a strictly impartial proctor for this work.
Leave the final contents in a sealed envelope on my desk at the completion of the exercise.
-Dr. Ashford
Kaylee sighed and read the flowing script admitting that it looked much more feminine than the man who wrote it. Once again Ashford had decided to leave her out of the loop. Kaylee had a vested interest in Aya’s development of her powers. She saw so much of herself in the girl. She wanted to help but not in a way that would hinder or inhibit Aya’s progress.
Checking on Aya so Kaylee could assure herself that Aya was alright. The young girl had seemed to heal well enough but Kaylee wanted to speak with her before the test. Kaylee stood and collected the black envelopes with silver lettering clearly marked one through four in Roman numerals. Fingerings the envelopes Kaylee sighed and walked out of her office.
Arrowing to the class that Aya was going to be in. Kaylee found herself wondering if Aya would be happy or worried that Kaylee was pulling her out of class to test her powers. She was hoping for the former rather than the latter.
Arriving at the class Kaylee knocked on the door. @c3p-0h
“So yes,” Heidi continued. “Ayel. He talked in a bizarre, old-fashioned dramatic way, like a Shakespeare play or something similar. There was something very Quixote-esque about him. I wouldn’t call him harmless, but talking into people’s heads was all he had the ambition to do that night. Jason was there too.
Aya came back to her senses, and told us the name of the location where Uná was being taken; Nocturne. I happened to know where Nocturne was, because I’d seen it on google maps several days earlier, as one of many buildings in the area. So Ayel and I left Aya to Jason, and set off after Uná. Ayel could also....fly. Well, more like levitate. I’m not sure what other abilities he could have but once we got to Nocturne, we entered through the fire escape and split up. He searched up, I searched down. And I never saw him again.
He killed every henchman he came across. which was most of them, as he found Lex first. That was the name of the one who kidnapped Uná. I don’t know what they talked about. Uná herself might know. I was downstairs. I took down a few guards and rendered them unconscious but it soon became apparent that I was looking in the wrong place. So I went up. I found the bodies, and no Ayel. He’s still out there but I’m not sure if that’s something we need to worry about yet.
The sprinklers got set off shortly before I got to the room with Lex and Uná. Before I could find out too much, Uná turned invisible. I got closer, close enough to see the dance floor from the window.
There was a man on fire. And it wasn’t getting put out by the sprinklers. And they weren’t flailing. They were calm and deliberate. Just looking at them was the first time that crazy night I felt truly frightened.
Lex went to confront them. I picked up Uná and slowly started making my way to the entrance. Once we got there, we saw you two,” Heidi gestured to both Kaylee and Cleo. “And everyone else. And then we were stopped by what I’ve since deduced must have been an illusion of Lex. You probably know the rest. You were there.
So that was my perspective of the night’s events. Anything you need clarified or expanded upon?”
Cole rubbed both hands over his face slowly as they were scantly out of the car and it felt like she was calling a staff meeting. He did not like being called Mr. St John. Cleo had barely got a word in before Kaylee had turned on Heidi like a recording. He listened as she talked, stepping over to a concrete parking block and sitting down so he could watch the waves as the story was recounted. The rest of the evening was news to him. He hadn’t seen what happened in Avalon and only knew that it had basically been destroyed and that somehow Ashford managed to cover it up. He shook his head slowly as the story continued; his stoic expression hidden as he sat facing the beach in the dark.
“The man on fire, Heidi” He said finally, not turning his head. “Describe him, what did he look like?”
Heidi shuddered slightly as she recalled the memories. ”He was wearing leather, like a biker. He was dragging a large chain behind him on the floor. He wasn’t all burning. Just his hands and his head. He was wearing some kind of skull helmet, I think. I could have been a real skull. And...it wasn’t just him in fire. His footprints burned as did the trail of the chain, and the fire looked like it was spreading from them to the rest of the room.”
“How the hell do you remember what that guy even said?” Cleo interjected after Heidi had finished. “Oh… Forget I asked that.” Cleo paced a moment in thought, she couldn’t remember everything she was drunk. But some bits did begin to come back when she thought hard enough about it, she was fidgeting with her hands as the night was an uncomfortable one.
“Oh where to begin…. Okay so yeah I remember hearing a voice in my head just like Heidi amazingly remembered. Oh and Nik and Uná were dancing together. I think at some point I was on the dance floor before I saw Uná dancing with some really pale white guy, yeah he was pale white” She reassured herself.
“So yeah I was dancing the night away before there was this huge ass loud roar, all hell broke loose, to be honest I didn’t know what was going on, then there were gunshots, like lots of them, then... Then I saw it, this thing, a monster.” Cleo paused a moment in hesitation. She partially removed her leather jacket, gingerly pulling out her right arm from it’s sleeve, she then slight pulled down her arm sleeve and lifted up short sleeve of her shirt to reveal the small bandage covering where she got shot, she kept it secret from everyone while playing the lovely smile all day while still being in a bit of pain.
“I was shot when trying to save someone on the floor, I lost sight of Heidi, Uná and Aya..” A tear had begun to run down her face. “I saw a man die.” She cleared her throat before covering her arm back up. “Drake and Nik were still in the club and stood up to the monster, I grabbed a broken barstool leg and joined up with them to take it on. I know probably stupid thing to do. We attacked it and I managed to drive the barstool piece into its leg, I think I only made it angry, because all I can remember from the fight was being thrown by it and everything went black.”
“Next thing I remember, I woke up in a car, you were there, Miss Everose. We turned up at another club, it was darkened out if I remember correctly. Then that pale guy was there holding Uná, he wouldn’t let her go, I managed to sneak into a lit up side entrance using my abilities and ran from behind taking Uná out of his crasp, but I didn’t see Heidi and ended up crashing on the floor and failing to rescue them. I felt useless at that point, I couldn’t even save my friends”
Cleo Sighed. “After that I don’t know, It was all bloody confusing. After that, Uná started doing some weird things, Attacked Miss Everose and…I pleaded with her to stop, I couldn’t do anything.” A couple more tears ran down her face. “I am sorry miss, I couldn’t help you. So I just ran up to her and punched her as hard as I could in the face. It was the only thing I could think of doing. Everything seemed to stop, Uná was like standing in front of the place which was on fire and collapsed and not where I punched her, it’s all very confusing but she scares me, I have not felt right ever since”.
It was quite apparent that Heidi was taking this better than Cleo as Kaylee watched both girls go over the night. Heidi was detached and logical. Cleo was an emotional wreck. Sighing inwardly Kaylee came from around the car and put her arm around Cleo’s shoulder. "Hey hey. Shhh. We are here to help you all learn control. You and I both know that if Uná had been in control it wouldn't have happened. She looked terrified when the illusion broke last night. No one here, besides the staff, has full control of their powers."
Kaylee looked over at Cole. Heidi had just put everything out there that Cole said. She wasn't sure that he wanted it known what exactly he had done. At this point now the only reason she had to talk to Uná about the night in question was to take a pulse check on her mental health. Which brought her back around to Cleo. Looking back down at Cleo Kaylee went on. "Cleo we need to get you checked out by the nurse. I know things are difficult. I've been there. I was young at one point too. I'm here so you can hunt me down anytime. Now how do you think Uná feels, humm? Bet she's heartbroken and just scared if not more scared than you are." She looked back at Cole, worry and unsaid the weight of questions hung in the air.
Cole listened to Heidi’s recounting of the night, still just watching the waves as she spoke and listening to their rhythm over the sound of her voice. The sound of fear in her words prickled around a familiar feeling in his chest. He had never seen himself, but he had a sense for his appearance just in brief glimpses. When the time came, he was too focused to care. The sensation was far too overwhelming, like he was the final enactment of some law of nature, as natural as gravity. The wicked paid the price. There were no deals and no second chances. Judgment was final. He rubbed his chest uneasily as she described the man on fire.
He let a breath out slowly as Cleo gave her story, feeling his pulse calm a few beats per minute. The apparition the others encountered was not something he could explain, though he felt no remorse about not being there to help. His purpose was dictated firmly for that night and he had followed it through to completion. Everything else was an aside. He stood up and crossed his arms as Kaylee attempted to console Cleo. The ocean wind ruffled his hair as his thoughts churned. What he wanted to say, as the young girl sobbed, he wasn’t sure about. Once it was out there, he wouldn’t be able to take it back. Heidi was like a human recorder. Nothing would escape her memory and he wasn’t sure how they would react. He turned around and looked at them for a moment. “It was me that you saw, Heidi,” He said finally, knowing she could read lips. “I’m not a mutant, it’s... something else.” He paused for a moment and let a breath out slowly. “And neither is Una.”
Cleo leaned gently into Kaylee when she put her arm around her, her mind had been racing through so many thoughts that she really never stopped to take stock and assess. But it did feel relaxing at least when the teacher was consoling her. ”I know, it just sucks ya’ know. Maybe, but can you imagine me staying still for more than five minutes?, but thank you”. Cleo managed a faint smile to Kaylee for her caring efforts, Maybe she could spend some time with Aya.
Cleo began listening to Cole, he was still a man with few words and Cleo wondered why he was here with them, but from what Heidi said she saw it could be possible he was there, he seemed to confirm it and what he and apparently Uná was. “Wait what?” Was all she could come out with at the revelation, a concern and probably even more worry appeared on her features. Just what the hell was she? “I got a lot to think about.” She murmured quietly.
Heidi also had a lot to think about, but given her power, she had already processed this information by the time Cleo had stopped talking. Her brow was creased. It was hard to tell whether she was scared, angry or both, but whatever it was she was trying to restrain it. So, she wasn’t emotionless after all. She looked Cole in the eyes.
“I have a lot of questions, but...what happened to Lex? The guy with the white hair. What happened to him?”
Cole’s expression was unmoving at the mention of “Lex” by Heidi. There was something about the memory of any one of his marks that felt satisfying like he had fixed something that was wrong with the universe and in all honesty, just like he had decribed to Kaylee before, he wanted to tell them about a scorching inferno that erased the man from reality, but knew it would be better to spare them the grim details of Lex’s final moments. He could already tell that Kaylee was absolutely mortified that he had shared his opinion about Una in front of two students. “He didn’t survive the fire,” Cole said, answering Heidi. “When the building collapsed, he didn’t make it.”
Siobhan smiled at the noise as a warm feeling filled her at the sound of Joel's voice. "Well hello Speed Racer. I'm done with the prints at the college just picking everything up. I was headed over to the shop…"
Something was off. Siobhan looked around as she came out of the Theater & Art building. People liked to joke and call it the T 'n A building but it never caught on in certain crowds. As she exited Siobhan saw that her car wasn't the only car in the lot. Which wasn't a big deal. It was a university after all. "Joel something is off. Or maybe Paige is rubbing off on me. But stay with me for a second."
Smiling brightly and forcing herself to stay calm as she observed the scene. Siobhan started to notice what was off. "Yeah I can run by and pick up a couple of things. No problem. I'll just be a little longer. Love you too Speed Racer." She muted the phone and instead of putting it in her pocket she slipped it in her bra.
Siobhan smiled but it didn't reach her eyes. Looking around she noticed at once that the guys hanging out were a little too casual. Unlike most of the students who would dress as presentable as possible or they'd dress to not care. These guys dressed to be overlooked and it triggered an internal alarm.
Siobhan was pulling her keys out of her pocket just as someone approached her. Her stomach tossed as he looked at her and smiled. It felt like slime running down her back and she smiled back mechanically. "Hello are you new or lost? You don't look familiar. Can I help out?" She didn't really want to. He was creeping her out. Plus she could feel eyes on the back of her and it was starting to become really scary. But this could be nothing or it could be more. She really hoped it wasn't.
Kaylee stopped the car and got out. Leaning back in she looked at both the girls as she pocketed her keys. "Well are you two getting out or just gonna sit there and stare?"
The smell of the tangy sharp salt from the ocean hit Kaylee and she breathed deep. The roar of the waves was a soothing dull crash of white noise. She straightened and closed the driver's side door softly. She leaned against the car lightly waiting for her students to exit.
The engine popped through its raucous chorus as Cole dropped another gear and glided down the small roadway into the mostly vacant lot where Kaylee’s car was parked. His shadow crept beneath dim orange street lights as he glanced past the car towards the beach seeing a few figures strolling by and others out just enjoying the contrast of the night versus the still blazing daylight sun. Pulling into the next space he shut the engine off and dropped the kickstand, running a hand over his face and through his wind-ruffled hair. He could feel the accumulation of a day riding in the open air on his skin along with the smell of exhaust in his t-shirt and jeans. Glancing over at Kaylee and the girls, it felt odd that they had only just seen one another a few hours ago and being around students outside the campus seemed to infer an unusual sense of informality. He briefly glanced at his watch seeing that his estimate on time had been fairly accurate and they couldn’t have been waiting for very long before nodding his head in greeting. “Hey,”
When the car stopped, Cleo had been staring out the window looking at the beach. One would think she had not seen one before but in reality it had just been that long since she had gone to one, It took her a few moments to realize the car was parked up, and that was because Kayleee had spoken up.
Unbuckling the seat belt, Cleo opened the passenger door and stepped out, the smell of salt and crisp air hit her senses and took a moment to take it all in. “Sorry, It has been a while” Cleo spoke as she rounded the car in time to hear the soft sounds of their locale being disrupted by the sound of a loud engine of a bike.
Soon enough the bike pulled up to reveal some hot guy, however she had a strange sense again, it felt…. Familiar to earlier but again she could not understand it and instead remained speechless staring at the guy for both those reasons.
Heidi also got out of the car, and looked around. Now this was a beach. Of course, there had been beaches back home, around the Firth of Forth, but they were a two-for-one deal with biting cold sub-zero winds from the North Sea. She turned back to Cleo, Kaylee and Cole, so that if anyone said anything, she’d catch it.
”So, we came all this way to talk. I’m assuming it was to be away from ears at the Institute. So, let’s start.” Heidi remarked, looking a little unsure of herself. She was trying to ignore her brain as it started thinking up hundreds of reasons.
Kaylee smiled at Heidi's enthusiasm. She rather liked the girl. Not that she didn't like any of the students but some she understood more than others. "I wanted to make sure I knew what exactly happened last night. I also wanted to let you know that no one is directly at fault for what happened. No one." She looked pointedly at Cleo for that last statement. "I asked Mr. St. John to join us because you girls might have some insight into what we could do to better protect the school. We'll start with Heidi first then move on to Cleo. Mr. St. John or I may ask a few questions so forgive the interruption beforehand." She signed to Heidi 'Please go ahead' and waited for the girl.
Heidi nodded, before starting her story. She contemplated omitting Ayel from her story, but she saw no reason to keep his involvement a secret. It complicates the story, but better to include him than not. ”So, at the club, things started getting unusual when every mutant there heard a voice in their head. Including me. And I don’t hear voices very often so that caught my full attention. I can remember what it said, too;
‘To the lonely souls lost in the world, to the forsaken and depressed. Do not be afraid, there is no need to cry, no more need to run away or hide. I am one of you, you not alone. We are the chosen ones, the ones whom are currently being oppressed. Where we are forced to hide from sight, where we are called freaks and monsters. We are not monsters my brothers and sisters, we are a different branch of mankind. So I urge you to leave where you are hiding, find others like yourselves out there. Tomorrow I will guide you to where we can all meet. Under a new light. A beacon to guide us to the future which is waiting for us. Seek love and passion, and go forth... with my prayer.’
Shortly after this, I saw Uná sitting with a stranger with white hair. And then, a monster appeared in the club. Some of the others who were there started fighting it, but I noticed the stranger carrying an unconscious Uná out of the club, so I followed. I saw a car drive away which I correctly assumed was the one they were in, and spotted Aya in a trance, so stayed by her. Then a good samaritan approached us to help. His name was Ayel. As I’d learn later, he was the one who’d spoken in everyone’s heads.”
Kaylee nodded. "Please continue." The gesture for the sign smooth and practiced.
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