After the horrendous encounter we'd faced back in the forest -both Noe and I- we'd proceeded back to man's home in utter silentness. Man's world seemed to have shifted. Man's world seemed to have been horribly rocked. Man went straight into his study chamber as soon as we'd arrived, popped up a stereoscopic video call and begun his meeting with both Tokyo and a couple of other fellows.
And so, he's remained couped up in the chamber for a solid forty minutes no doubt recounting gruesome ordeal and brainstorming on means through which to curb the issue before word gets out. I prepare him some coffee and slip into the study where I find him deep in discussion. He hotly converses with his fellows, his palms pressing into polished surface of table, his eyes gazing upon hovering screen intently.
Man appears to contemplate, appears to be deep within the throes of thoughts, memories and solutions. I tread lightly in his direction, pour him a mug of the steaming liquid before sitting myself upon cozy leathery seat. And in my quiet, I observe, I analyze, I listen.
"I have no clue how they got in, Noe. But as soon as this meeting concludes, Aviva and I will scan the lands, try to pinpoint any other mutants within the valley," one of the men, a brunette whose entire face in coated in shimmery little piercings voices via glitching holographic screen.
"That is only a temporal solution. We must find a permanent solution for this," Noe speaks his thoughts, all the humor and jolly he'd once held now having dissipated entirely.
"So what do you suggest, cousin?" Tokyo voices in a monotone and Noe combs fingers agitatedly through strands of lose hairs.
"We will need to build a cocoon-like shield all around the valley. A shield invisible to the human eye, a shield impenetrable. Tokyo, both you and Anwyll are able to manufacture larger dewei pieces, right?"
"Of course, cousin. We can design new pieces. Larger, stronger. When would you need them?"
"It is now six in the evening. Could I have them manufactured and ready same time tomorrow?"
"Definitely. If we get to work right about now then most certainly," the man Anwyll speaks with an air of finality, a touch of determination to his tone right as his portion of the screen glitches.
"Noe, will you inform the people of the mutants' entry into the valley?" The lad laden with silvery facial piercings queries and all fall mute in anxious anticipation.
"No, there is no need to raise alarm. The best thing as of now would be to keep the camouflage door leading to surface firmly sealed and increase the number of soldiers guarding at the peeks so as to guard both day and night till the security shield is up."
"Cousin, when and whom among us will implant the dewei pieces? It is a risky procedure that is undoubtedly going to consume a lot of time."
"I know that, Tokyo. I will implant the pieces myself. The activity commences at midnight tomorrow."
"You won't be able to do this all on your own. Magnolia, Gillian and I will gladly assist," man with piercings chimes in before his end of the large holographic screen suddenly blackens.
"Tokyo, Anwyll, get down to it," instructs Noe, his voice so hard it should cut through diamond smoothly.
"Alright, cousin."
"We will use the aircrafts to cover a larger surface whilst also speeding up the process."
Eventually, the meeting winds up and Noe in his exhaustion, slams into seat with a hefty thud. Man appears to still think to himself.
His vision fixates upon nothing in particular yet his mind is heavy, it roams, it wanders, the wheels turn till a slow sigh escapes past his lips.
Seconds of suffocating silent. Minutes of a pungent quiet as I helplessly observe man rub his eyes and comb fingers through strands of hairs. He blinks once, blinks severally as though to dissolve train of thought.
He leans forward, takes hold of the mug. He tips mug, sips from it, rests it upon table.
"I loath this feeling, Tallulah."
"What feeling, Noe?" I work to employ a tenderness to my tone in attempts to soothe his frayed nerves.
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Subject 3033...(BWAM, Sci-fi Romance, 18+)
Fiksi Ilmiah'They raised her to be void of human emotion, he made her feel them...' The year is 3000 and technology on planet earth has immensely advanced. After the successful creation of robotic and test tube babies, scientists have teamed up to manufacture t...
