A Lost Memory: Alitheia

Episode 5: Whisper

The door shoots open to reveal an oval faced, blushed girl. Large rounded hazel green eyes, that were filled with a sea of passion and curiosity and with pursed lips, she answered, "Oh, and who might you be? I was excepting someone else," with a high-pitched British accent.

"You were exc- excepc-," Jiro stammers on the new word, attempting to pronounce it and pausing in-between, "excepting the fool?" He finally manages, and Kacey cheers him on.

"Hey, you got it!"

"Yeah," a modest reply.

"Fool? What fool?" nervous and feeling of just being 'caught out', she shoots Jiro daggers and him, as well as Kacey, jolt back. Both replying with a similar sheepish grin, "Sorry,"

"Oh no there's two of them now," she scoffs sarcastically under her breath, Jiro hears this and counters in Kacey's defense.

"Hey, Kacey- Nee is the new owner, Fitz- Neesan" and proudly states.

"New owner?" baffled and retorts "Also, I told you to call me Macy" adding a fake smile.

"I'm fine," he shoots and simultaneously clicks the cube to fill a full colour side of yellow.

"I wasn't asking whether or not you were fine with it" she spits back, thick brown eyebrows woven in a 'w' in-between and moving closer to Jiro.

"Okay, so I'm Kacey Troy" she intervenes, covers over Jiro's, fear stricken face with her arm.

Turning to him, "Jiro it looks like you're almost done there, so can you finish up down at the elevator and wait for me?"

"Mm, okay!" after walking away, she extends a hand to the girl. She was shorter than Kacey and more curvy in her black shorts and petal pink cropped hoodie.

She takes her hand, smaller than Kacey's and replies "Macy Fitzgerald", "Man, your hands are so soft" Kacey exclaims.

"Yes, they are," eyeing her white tipped nails," now do come inside" moving aside.

Kacey looks down the hallway in search of Jiro, empty, she figured he must have left for home and proceeds to step inside.

Macy seemed to be a few years younger than Kacey, although her persona she carried was of a mature 'madam'.

"Cool place you got here Fitz" Kacey marvelled, stepping inside and closing the door behind her.

"Thanks" a cheerful smirk, but quickly creased into a frown. "Don't call me that".

"Call you what?" Kacey feigning innocence, but quizzical expression, made Fitz assume she was an 'airhead'.

"Never mind," with a sigh.

The room laced in rose gold pink walls and furnishings from bed duvets, curtains and miniature sofa against the windowsill wall.

She settles on the sofa, and calls over to Kacey to join her.

"Is that a person?" Kacey asks, squinting her eyes, to see through the window and without turning around behind her, "Yeah, that's Colchester" Fitz replies.

"What's he doing?" flopping down on the sofa beside her. "All the way up there?" The young man had been walking through the woods, at the edge of a cliff across the mansion.

"It seems his tasked with patrolling the area for to-," interrupted by a knock on glass sound behind them.

Both Kacey and Fitz let out a screeching cry.

"Hey, girls, could you help me out please?" a bare chested young man plastered to the window asks.

"Oh, I'm not naked, don't worry," he assures with a wink. "Well, not fully anyway,"