Post by fantasy on Jun 26, 2008 20:49:13 GMT -5
Indeed, it has been confirmed, this entity known as Seigi, is not that of a human construct. Although, we have deducted it thus far our search to six beings who meet on a regular basis at the same place, same time, every Tuesday. Security however, it too high for us to infiltrate it personally, therefore we shall take each member of this committee, and challenge them in a game of wits and strength. Whoever Seigi is... we shall destroy him once and for all...
The heart beats keep echoing, throughout the room- there was love once, that was all that could be said, in till now there was no hint of recognizing a sadness. However, now that the sadness has been realized, there will be other emotions mixed with it as well. The room, was simple- and from an observers eyes, could be assumed to be a girl's room. It smelled oddly of perfume, a young girl, teenager, the walls were a mix of dark pink and purple, and it complemented the magenta carpet. The bed was next to a fair window, with fine shades instead of curtains, a normal sized closest to the left, and a dresser and a nightstand to the right. It was very typical, the closest resembled a fine fashion of clothes that were usually worn by some form a clique or another. The nightstand was filled with pretty little things, most of them utterly useless, but treasured if stolen. The door was once marked with a name, but that name has been lost. This was a room of love, yet there was one person who did not want love- nor did he like the smell of the room, nor the look of it. Yet he felt attracted to some form of it. There were bitter memories of his childhood here, and he couldn't discern if those memories were of this room, to this girl, or of something he had thought up on his own.
Then he found truth, and then he lost it again- now he is sad. However, there aren't very many men like him who have the same mind power he does. That is irrelevant, his name is Raksha, yes- Raksha. He was white, if white is a race of humans, and he wasn't from any foreign land, no he was born and raised in Minnesota, yet he had to change his name, from Raksha to Lark, and so he preferred the name Lark over Raksha, being eighteen at this point, his name in this story will be referred to as Lark, and not Raksha. A good friend of his also lived in the house of mentioned girl, and his name was Kyle- Kyle was an ordinary name, and such Kyle's life from day one year ago was normal, but then he started to make himself into more than just a Kyle, a more something than Kyle. Because of this, Lark did not get to speak to Kyle anymore, not because Kyle was busy with being something more than Kyle, but because Lark did not want to be apart of such a dangerous friendship.
The beforehand mentioned girl, who's name is Anna, who changed it to Vivvi when she became an adult, was in fact, sister to Kyle. Indeed, the double v, between the first i, and the second i, is quite purposeful. It is unique and cute. Yet it was an action strange. Lark and Vivvi both changed their names on the same day, but at different times. This is mot likely irrelevant at this point in the story. Let us go back to Lark and where he is right now, standing in front of Vivvi's door, thinking of who she was- and yet despite how hard he tried he could not remember who she was. "I guess I should just come back another day when she is home... but that might not be a good idea, oh well, it isn't really my style to be such a pry into family business..." he said to himself, briskly and quiet like- he often spoke to himself as if he were a star, yet this trait was not very undesirable, he liked to think out loud, and unless he wanted to maintain secrecy he would often say things to himself. He walked through the finely decorated living room, enjoying the couch positioned in front of the TV and then left the front door and exited.
The day was Tuesday, a very important day.
Let us commence the online database right now... tonight, the six members who are suspected of being Seigi are meeting right now... roll call. A computerized voice echoed out through a few various monitors. There were four monitors, in this conversation, each one belonging to a member of this group- who opposed Seigi, whom you shall meet in the next chapter.
Today, at six thirty, a man came to your house Vivvi- his name was Lark Ungarin, yet we aren't sure what he came for. He was looking for you... the first voice echoed out.
That is understood Diego- but Lark is not a problem of ours, he is... a second, female voice, belonging to Vivvi echoed out.
Chris has come, another voice came out, which was female, but not Vivvi's.
I am sorry I am late... but I had to make sure nobody was behind me...I am currently the closest to the Seigi meeting place. the voice echoed out- belonging to Chris.
There are four members of this console. The first to speak was Diego, who is the oldest, male, yet not the leader of this small band of people. The second, which has been described many times already, but not physically, is Vivvi- a surprising factor of this organization is that she is the leader. The entire force of this group is all connected through her. The other two, are not related but more like daters, Kristi- the youngest, and female- friend of Vivvi's, and Chris, who is older than Vivvi, but is much younger than Diego. They did not have a name, no it wasn't professional, but they all were friends, oh such merriment.
So we have confirmed, as Diego mentioned yesterday, that there are six members of Seigi, but only one of them is their true power. We do not know the identies of the six of them yet fully- they go by six simple names:Seigi one, Seigi two, Seigi three...four, five, and six... Chris's monitor echoed.
They must be stupid... it isn't that hard to find out who they are... in fact, I have figured out that one of them is Andrew - - - there was a pause, but it was from Kristi.
How do you pronounce his last name... anyway- he is a friend of mine. she continued. There was a long pause, then Diego spoke up.
How did you gain such information? he asked, and there was a murmur of agreement.
If we ask Andrew we can get the rest of the information... Vivvi butted in quickly like. The others remained silent for a time.
Meeting dismissed!
The heart beats keep echoing, throughout the room- there was love once, that was all that could be said, in till now there was no hint of recognizing a sadness. However, now that the sadness has been realized, there will be other emotions mixed with it as well. The room, was simple- and from an observers eyes, could be assumed to be a girl's room. It smelled oddly of perfume, a young girl, teenager, the walls were a mix of dark pink and purple, and it complemented the magenta carpet. The bed was next to a fair window, with fine shades instead of curtains, a normal sized closest to the left, and a dresser and a nightstand to the right. It was very typical, the closest resembled a fine fashion of clothes that were usually worn by some form a clique or another. The nightstand was filled with pretty little things, most of them utterly useless, but treasured if stolen. The door was once marked with a name, but that name has been lost. This was a room of love, yet there was one person who did not want love- nor did he like the smell of the room, nor the look of it. Yet he felt attracted to some form of it. There were bitter memories of his childhood here, and he couldn't discern if those memories were of this room, to this girl, or of something he had thought up on his own.
Then he found truth, and then he lost it again- now he is sad. However, there aren't very many men like him who have the same mind power he does. That is irrelevant, his name is Raksha, yes- Raksha. He was white, if white is a race of humans, and he wasn't from any foreign land, no he was born and raised in Minnesota, yet he had to change his name, from Raksha to Lark, and so he preferred the name Lark over Raksha, being eighteen at this point, his name in this story will be referred to as Lark, and not Raksha. A good friend of his also lived in the house of mentioned girl, and his name was Kyle- Kyle was an ordinary name, and such Kyle's life from day one year ago was normal, but then he started to make himself into more than just a Kyle, a more something than Kyle. Because of this, Lark did not get to speak to Kyle anymore, not because Kyle was busy with being something more than Kyle, but because Lark did not want to be apart of such a dangerous friendship.
The beforehand mentioned girl, who's name is Anna, who changed it to Vivvi when she became an adult, was in fact, sister to Kyle. Indeed, the double v, between the first i, and the second i, is quite purposeful. It is unique and cute. Yet it was an action strange. Lark and Vivvi both changed their names on the same day, but at different times. This is mot likely irrelevant at this point in the story. Let us go back to Lark and where he is right now, standing in front of Vivvi's door, thinking of who she was- and yet despite how hard he tried he could not remember who she was. "I guess I should just come back another day when she is home... but that might not be a good idea, oh well, it isn't really my style to be such a pry into family business..." he said to himself, briskly and quiet like- he often spoke to himself as if he were a star, yet this trait was not very undesirable, he liked to think out loud, and unless he wanted to maintain secrecy he would often say things to himself. He walked through the finely decorated living room, enjoying the couch positioned in front of the TV and then left the front door and exited.
The day was Tuesday, a very important day.
Let us commence the online database right now... tonight, the six members who are suspected of being Seigi are meeting right now... roll call. A computerized voice echoed out through a few various monitors. There were four monitors, in this conversation, each one belonging to a member of this group- who opposed Seigi, whom you shall meet in the next chapter.
Today, at six thirty, a man came to your house Vivvi- his name was Lark Ungarin, yet we aren't sure what he came for. He was looking for you... the first voice echoed out.
That is understood Diego- but Lark is not a problem of ours, he is... a second, female voice, belonging to Vivvi echoed out.
Chris has come, another voice came out, which was female, but not Vivvi's.
I am sorry I am late... but I had to make sure nobody was behind me...I am currently the closest to the Seigi meeting place. the voice echoed out- belonging to Chris.
There are four members of this console. The first to speak was Diego, who is the oldest, male, yet not the leader of this small band of people. The second, which has been described many times already, but not physically, is Vivvi- a surprising factor of this organization is that she is the leader. The entire force of this group is all connected through her. The other two, are not related but more like daters, Kristi- the youngest, and female- friend of Vivvi's, and Chris, who is older than Vivvi, but is much younger than Diego. They did not have a name, no it wasn't professional, but they all were friends, oh such merriment.
So we have confirmed, as Diego mentioned yesterday, that there are six members of Seigi, but only one of them is their true power. We do not know the identies of the six of them yet fully- they go by six simple names:Seigi one, Seigi two, Seigi three...four, five, and six... Chris's monitor echoed.
They must be stupid... it isn't that hard to find out who they are... in fact, I have figured out that one of them is Andrew - - - there was a pause, but it was from Kristi.
How do you pronounce his last name... anyway- he is a friend of mine. she continued. There was a long pause, then Diego spoke up.
How did you gain such information? he asked, and there was a murmur of agreement.
If we ask Andrew we can get the rest of the information... Vivvi butted in quickly like. The others remained silent for a time.
Meeting dismissed!