Friday, April 14, 2006
differences
"what? you have replaced my brother with a newbie with the name of Givadan!" Quesindo practically shouted.
"Yes I have, are you challenging my authority?"
"but Razako! This Gi-something's new! he has no idea of what we are! does he even know what the plans are?"
"he will learn, much faster than you."
Quesindo stormed out of the throne room, his black cloak, trimmed with silver, bellowing behind him. What could he do? Ignore his orders to send the stores of metal up, and risk losing his position? he was already furious that not all of his family was being picked to lead the segregates, and now the re-vi segregate was out of his reach. At least the so-re segregate was still under him, and he was certain he could bully for an alliance with the vi-lo segregate.
A smile of greed crossed his face, lengthing his alrdy thin features. he watched his reflections in the metal walls detailing the first 4 kings of atlantis, the colour of his white teeth nearly matching his pale complexion: maybe someday the segregates will all respond at his beck and call...
how handsome he will be leading his subjects to greatness , with his light brown slit-like eye, thin roman nose, and light blond hair.......
reloril smiled and bowed.
"Razako, thank you; with life, the area of the vi-lo segregate's, will be filled."
"Loril, you almost make this daunting task seem like fun! I hope it will, I want the people on satil as soon as possible, and the trees that renew their oxygen supply must be up by then."
"well, a pleasure, to move those wonderful trees it will be."
"o yes, givadan has arrived."
"ah, complete things are!"
Reloril walked out of the throne room with a slight bounce in her step, lifting her gold-trimmed cloak off the ground with every step. the green colour of the cloak matched her red hair perfectly. She wondered at this new development. Mostly how it will affect the most important person in her life, Kazoco.
Kazoco, remembering his appointment with the King, looked into his wan-liva.
"Yes Razako, i will send up crystals, all of high quality."
"Wonderful! Hope your research goes well."
"Alright then"
"Ah yes, Givadan has arrived."
"Have you informed Quesin?" Kazo replied in a strained voice.
"Yes...."
"thank you then."
Kazo broke his conversation with the King and moved his thoughts around the area. Quickly finding Quesin, Kazoco was deeply disturbed by the look on his face. Getting up, he hurried out of his apartment, heading towards the lab. The earlier he finishes detailing the chemical structure wan-cora, the better.
"Yes I have, are you challenging my authority?"
"but Razako! This Gi-something's new! he has no idea of what we are! does he even know what the plans are?"
"he will learn, much faster than you."
Quesindo stormed out of the throne room, his black cloak, trimmed with silver, bellowing behind him. What could he do? Ignore his orders to send the stores of metal up, and risk losing his position? he was already furious that not all of his family was being picked to lead the segregates, and now the re-vi segregate was out of his reach. At least the so-re segregate was still under him, and he was certain he could bully for an alliance with the vi-lo segregate.
A smile of greed crossed his face, lengthing his alrdy thin features. he watched his reflections in the metal walls detailing the first 4 kings of atlantis, the colour of his white teeth nearly matching his pale complexion: maybe someday the segregates will all respond at his beck and call...
how handsome he will be leading his subjects to greatness , with his light brown slit-like eye, thin roman nose, and light blond hair.......
reloril smiled and bowed.
"Razako, thank you; with life, the area of the vi-lo segregate's, will be filled."
"Loril, you almost make this daunting task seem like fun! I hope it will, I want the people on satil as soon as possible, and the trees that renew their oxygen supply must be up by then."
"well, a pleasure, to move those wonderful trees it will be."
"o yes, givadan has arrived."
"ah, complete things are!"
Reloril walked out of the throne room with a slight bounce in her step, lifting her gold-trimmed cloak off the ground with every step. the green colour of the cloak matched her red hair perfectly. She wondered at this new development. Mostly how it will affect the most important person in her life, Kazoco.
Kazoco, remembering his appointment with the King, looked into his wan-liva.
"Yes Razako, i will send up crystals, all of high quality."
"Wonderful! Hope your research goes well."
"Alright then"
"Ah yes, Givadan has arrived."
"Have you informed Quesin?" Kazo replied in a strained voice.
"Yes...."
"thank you then."
Kazo broke his conversation with the King and moved his thoughts around the area. Quickly finding Quesin, Kazoco was deeply disturbed by the look on his face. Getting up, he hurried out of his apartment, heading towards the lab. The earlier he finishes detailing the chemical structure wan-cora, the better.
# posted by Nambi : 4/14/2006 02:05:00 PM
