Divine Exploration; The Man in Purple [A Work in Progress]

Where It's Leading

It was the following morning. Sissel Carpenter was lying on his couch, dressed in sleep attire; shorts and a t-shirt. He was watching a program on the television screen, set to a particularly high-level volume.

And behind the couch, in the room that was a kitchen and dining room combo, built in a way to where it was entirely open to the living room, it was Sissel's sister; Kari Carpenter.

Presently, the short-haired female was taking time to bite into varying amounts of orange-colored poultry. Fried chicken. She was dressed in leggings and a blouse. You wouldn't expect that she just woke up, yet that was the truth. Her current clothing was what she had slept in, an effect of her tiring journey from North Carolina. Kari had been too exhausted to change her own attire.

Finally, she satisfied herself with a final swallow of chicken. "Delicious," Kari announced as she got up and moved towards the other room. Shifting from the wooden floor of the kitchen and onto the carpeted one of the living room, her steps became silent. "Well, I'm going to nap. If you're going to be a lazy bum, so'll I, bro." The sister's playful jab was followed with a soft bop on her brother's head of deep blue. Sissel only waved it away dismissively.

"Sundays are meant for relaxing." A simple rebuttal to the accusing comment of his sibling was all he needed. "I've already told you I have a business meeting today, didn't I?"

This was referring to the RGD recruiter instructing Sissel to meet at the gym. The mechanic didn't know where the meeting would lead, to be perfectly honest. Admittedly, he was only going to see if he could get some questions answered. Most likely, Sissel wouldn't be taking a job from the company.

What Sissel considered lucky of his sister was that she worked a profession where she wasn't restricted by a boss or manager. Though, from Sissel's point of view, he only saw a quadrant of the painful occupation.

Kari was an artist who made book covers and designs to customers who requested it. At least, she did in the real world. Online, she made the immensity of her profit due to ad revenue collected as a result of people viewing her work. Alternatively, Kari also had paid lessons for budding artists. Not only could she draw, the talented female could animate, too! Something that made Kari's skills desirable in comparison to some other's was her style; charming and cartoon-like. It made things simple and easy to understand when she made animation tutorials online. Her practice and design was an amazing benefit for drawing amateurs and novices eager to learn. It didn't make her famous, but among the communities that Kari dabbled in, she was quite popular.

There was an upbeat and careless personality about her, too. It got on her brother's nerves very often. Yet, although she normally couldn't care about what was for breakfast as long as she could eat, the artist always took everything seriously when it was important. Important, such as her brother. This was exactly the reason why Sissel had chosen to conceal the precise background information about his meeting today. If he had told his sister, she might have gotten seriously worried or concerned. 

Presently, however, Kari spun like a wooden top until she fell onto the stairs leading upwards. Getting up, she yelled to her brother.

"If you wake me up, I'll paint your eyes black. Night, nerd."

Placing a final jeer onto the floor, Kari swung herself up the stairs, onward to her bedroom, and Sissel was deserted on the cushions. 

"It's morning, though..." he mumbled. Heaving a sigh, the mechanic rolled off the couch, permitting his feet to catch him and prevent the young man from colliding with the floor. Now standing up, Sissel felt somewhat lonely with the only other individual in the house closing their self away to sleep. The silence was stiff and suffocating. It was left to a short ponder on what to do next.