Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Ah My Tsunami Muyo! - The Human Sphere Saga ❯ Part Eight - (Version 8.2): Intents of Two Worlds. ( Chapter 9 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Forget not yet the tried intent
Of such a truth as I have meant;
My great travail so gladly spent
Forget not yet!

Forget not yet when first began
The weary life ye know, since whan
The suit, the service, none tell can;
Forget not yet!

Forget not yet the great assays,
The cruel wrong, the scornful ways,
The painful patience in denays,
Forget not yet!

Forget not yet, forget not this,
How long ago hath been, and is,
The mind that never meant amiss,
Forget not yet!

Forget not then thine own approved,
The which so long hath thee so loved,
Whose steadfast faith yet never moved,
Forget not this!

( Sir Thomas Wyatt - Forget Not Yet the Tried Intent )

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(Ah My Tsunami Muyo! - Part Eight (Version 8.2): Intents of Two Worlds..)

*1903 Hrs.*

“How did it come to this?”

“~I think it had something to do with Alexander Gram Bell, sometime early in your civilization's twentieth century, beloved. ~”

“Oh. I remember him from studies back home. So, can I blame `him' for this mess?”

Tsunami giggles, half-heartedly, as she shares her beloved's back with her own. Her headache is also as `noted' as Aleaic's is. “~ I doubt that would solve our dilemma beloved. They'd still be here. ~” Tsunami remarks, the thought of `them' making her rub her temple.

Al chuckles, the feeling of such vibrations upon Tsunami's back as they sit, making her soothe some. “Well. It'd at least make `me' feel better at least, even if it is shallow.”

With that, Al leans his head back, and `meets' Tsui's same cranial area. They both share a moment in rubbing and rolling their heads upon each for another good moment. It's time like `these' that make the simple things and feelings, magnify their needs. "~ For once beloved. I may join you in such a vein. ~”

Al then actually laughs a good belt, but stops from the dry humor within the inflection, and a dry as Sahara sigh. “I must be the worst cellular dialer in the Human Sphere. Um... aside from... that... you know. That one dialing.”

“~ Yes, I `know' the one you mean. As for the rest. ~”

The two only groan and sigh again, yet again, and moreso again.

The scenery still at least is the residence, and a hill upon not atomized out of existence, what with the details of this day of impossible days. The Orbital Ring glistens ever as the beacon of the sun melds with the pink and bronze horizon. But it is obviously not enough to deter the strain these two souls feel.

Now, for the `reason' why for their tryst of angst. And it tain't purty... =--=

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*Earlier that morning. One ill dialed cellular owner.

And a `horrible' sound from the ear piece.*

“AH! Tasha!! I was calling to...”

“::~ Graces from the Ancients Compliance and Assistance Office. ~::”

“Wha?”

“::~ Oh my, your tab seems never ending. But please be sure that we are sending our top Agents to assist you. ~::”

Aleaic looks down at the cellular.. and....... “...wha!? *weakly put..* ..” ..and then tries to stop from what is experience, a BAD thing to hear from a cellular.. “WHOA!! STOP!! I don't NEED anoth....”

“::~ The Representatives will be with you in moments.. ~::”

“*GIRLY YELP!* NO!! I DON'T WANT... I... DON'T SEND!! DON'T SEEEEEENNNNNDDD!!”

Too late.

“::~ Thank you in advance for choosing the Ancients Compliance Service. Agathos mera! ~::” A strangely, and `cheery' ancient sounding voice ends the converse with, in Greek at `that'!

“HEY!! I SAID... ARE YOU... HEY!!!”

“::~..{Caller Goddess-Ancients Automated Bioroid #0916T-OP/S-A3}.. ~::”

“...listening?” Al apparently says to himself. Then Al has all of three seconds to look at the cellular, realize what he did, and... “Oh no... that `sound'. That awful sound.”

Al can't localize it, but suddenly, that `all too familiar' sound of shimmering energy envelopes within the residence living room area. So much that Al, despite knowing better, peeks in from the entry hallway, to the living area past the open slide hatch.

And there... “Oh..... help me.” He quips, as... not one... but `two' zones of shimmering light have emerged from... from.. eh?! The chronometer, and from beneath the floor! Speaking of said chronometer on the wall, the same that had shone the time of his Father's... “AH!?! DAD!!? Wha.. ACK!!! EEK!!!!”

Al too TORN to think clearly of what to do!! This, as the two effects begin to coalesce into enlarging portals!!

Al's response, as he `knows' what is coming next, is calm and..

“..

TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII III!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

..well. =^^=

Al's `response causes the two portals to become ERRATIC, forcing the ones transporting from LORDS knows where to rush the process!!

“~ Time beseeches us Adefli! ~” A Greco inflection suddenly echoes out from the chronometer! From the one coming from the floor boards!! “~ So seems it Senet, en kat!! ~” ..as this one tones of... “Egyptian!?” Aleaic blurts out in recognition!!

“~ BELOVED!? ~”

Aleaic suddenly turns around, as Tsunami appears, and then sees... “~ OH NO!!!! ~”

It's then when Al turns back, that his worst realization occurs! Two forms are emerging from the two portals. “(Please tell me I'm dreaming! ACK!! That arm's TOO slender looking!!!)”

“~ Stop Beloved!! ~” Tsunami yells, just before Al's sight and thought becomeths too much of him!!

“~ Ah, this indeed is the a-ka place! ~” The first from the `floor' quips, as she.. yep.. she.. about finishes materializing from. “~ And why did the `floor' have to be my portal emergence? ~”

“~ Because adefli, that is the heaviest focal point in this diamoni. ~” The second, now three-thirds emerged from the chronometer portal, now projected unto the floor near the adjoining portal, as a slender face of.... of.... crystal?

“~ How simpleton of this place! ~” The second, as a back of.... of... midnight black? Emerges with a mane of glowing white, one that makes Al feel.... pulled... to this one. Not emotionally, but physically pulled, as in the type stars does to comets! “WHA THE!?”

“~ Beloved! You `MUST' leave now!!! ~” Tsunami yells again, this time a true plead imposed. Aleaic `never' ignores these tones. “Yeah... yeah you may be..” ..and Al takes a step.

“~ MENO!! ~” The voice from the chronometer yells! Al is snap forced into a halt! “YIPE!”

Tsunami however.. “~ GO NOW BELOVED!! GO!! ~”

“~ NAY!! ~” The one from the floor, now about to emerge with the counterpart of the timepiece.

“~ GO ALEAIC! YOU MUST!! ~”

“~ I said MENO!! ~”

“~ That she did! ~”

“~ And I say beloved MUST go! ~” Tsunami yells back at the Portals.

Aleaic, looking all quirky, in the midst of this.. “(Can I go now?)”

“~ YES! ~”

“~ NO!! ~/~ NO!!! ~”

At this, Aleaic sees the teleport process complete, as with the ill use of the cellular, two new Goddesses have emerged into the residence hold! Aleaic sees, and is JUST as flattened by the `sights' as he was with both Tsunami's and Tokimi's entrances, Three and One-and-a-Half years ago respectively. Al just can't force himself away from looking, as it takes Tsui's voice to startle him away again! “~ Beloved PLEASE!! Do not listen or look to them! And please beg of you, GO NOW!! PLEASE!!! ~”

Aleaic listens again, and starts to stride for the front hatch past the entry hall!

“~ He's getting away Senet!! ~”

“~ Like ochi to that! ~”

Suddenly, the one from the chronometer, one with clear, transparent, glass like skin and form, maned in shimmering waves of crimson gold, and eyes of glowing white within detailed white, utters! “(/::~ Constants to friction, nay to movement without inertia! Say this the Maiden of Time! ~::\)”

Aleaic's progress, halted too late by Tsunami to react, is ITSELF `halted' as he reaches the slide hatch! “H.. hey!!! HEY!! I can't MOVE!!! WAA!! HEYWAHOOOWHOAAAAAA!!!!! *TRYING (vainly) TO WAGGLE WILDLY!!!*”

Tsunami then STABS a look at the author of the Time Friction-Stop Spell! “~ RELEASE HIM ALPHA OF THE TIME WHEEL!!! ~”

The `one' in question disdains from such... “~ Make `us' Goddess of Eftychia. ~”

“~ Us?! ~” Tsunami catches, as she looks over at the second new goddess... “~ NO!! STOP THIS!! ~” ..as she has a Glowing forehead Sigil of a swirling singularity accretion disk, the sign of the Goddess of Gravity!! “~ Too... late.... Netjret. ~” ..the second stresses with a `eerily' cheerful, yet inflected seductive tone. Worse is the sly smile of far too much innocence to be just `only' that.

Al meanwhile tries vainly to just MOVE! “Wh... why can't I MOVE?!” ..said as he tries ANYTHING to get to move!!

“~ I warn ye to desist!! ~” Tsunami suddenly inflects with a MUCH more steely tone, `her' forehead Sigil suddenly glowing. Al sees this, and.. “ACK!!”

Tsunami then tries to Invoke a Dispel Program upon the Time Friction Stop-Spell, and finds the two combined Spells override even her own! The two goddesses of the twin forces inexorable, see and do `not' appreciate!

“~ How dare you try to interfere in official business, Alpha of the allied Core! ~”

“~ ME!? ~” Tsunami strikes with a VERY defensive tone! “~ You are the ones that trapped my Aleaic in your web! I knew this would occur sooner or later! ~”

“~ HAH!! Laugh to my mind, do not Alpha! ~” The Temporal deity snaps back with! “~ That little `deal' we made is now long past! And he made an official call to our Office! He's OUR Client as much as he is yours Thea! ~”

Tsunami slits her eyes. Al then again tries VIOLENTLY.. (as in uselessly..) to scurry away from his predicament!! The problem is he can't even BUDGE! Not even to scratch his itchy nose. But there's worse to come.

The `worse' being... “Eh? That... sound... *twitching ear.. sorta..*

The sound of straining turbines? The sound of vector jets?

The sound of...

ACK!!!!!! FATHER AND MOTHER!!! I'M DOOMED!!!!!!!!!” Al YELLS to his eternal torment!! (Sorta.) This also causes the three Alpha deities to snap wide-eyed looks at the mortal! “~ OH NO!! ~” Tsunami yelps in `kind' with her love and client!

“~ My, he yells too much. ~” The Gravity Alpha Goddess remarks.

“~ He yells just `right', now release him I said! ~” Tsunami snarls back at her equal in number.

Just then.. “~ Hey!! AL! You're Father's about to arrive! ~”

“~ The Hand!! ~” The two new Goddesses suddenly remark, which makes Tenchi, just entering the hatchway, to suddenly yelp. “~ AWWWWWW NO!! ~” Tenchi remarks to the `all too familiar' voices he hears, and then SCREAMS to last few meters to see... “~ N... N. NOT YOU TWO!!!!!!! ~”

“~ Avatar Tenchi!! ~” The Temporal deity exclaims with, something between adoration, and disgust? “~ Oh `great'. ~” The Sister of Time, thus the Gravity maiden drawls out. “~ The wimp of the Core. ~”

“~ WIMP!? ~” Tenchi reMARKS with a severely `strained' tone! “~ My Brother is not a wimp! For shame such a comment!! ~” Tsunami suddenly says, leaping to Tenchi's defense! Aleaic is still `stuck' as he listens to all this. “Um... hello?”

“~ What are you two doing here?! ~” Tenchi retorts himself with!

“~ Great, how many fools does this topos have?! ~” The Time deity snaps back, her sight of disdain not focused on the two Alpha's, but the window looking outside, which has the scene of the other family members looking at the approach of the Ambassador's shuttle, and to the residence, which the latter with many a `worried' look!

“~ Sensei's residence is not populated by fools, Lady Kalacakra! ~” Tenchi defends, adding a name to the offender with her Spell still gluing Al in his spot! “HEY!! Legs need motion here!!”

“~ Says you Theos. ~” This Kalacakra retorts with the same amount of disdain inferred from the start, to the Hand. Apparently she doesn't care for all this much, other than her Representative task. “~ We are the ones the mortal called for! And we will determine what is to be `done' around here! ~”

“~ Senet. Unto nay with the harsh imposing. Our will with the Wishes given will bear with patience, not bludgeoning. ~” This second, apparently much more level minded deity of the apparent Egyptian thematic says to the huffing Greco deity Alpha. “~ Always the calm one aren't you Inryoku? ~” Kalacakra partially spits back, though not for spite, rather dejection.

“HEY!! MY FATHER WON'T LIKE ME BEING LATE!!” Al snap out generally out LOUD!! Just `then'..

“(~ Mortal Aleaic?! What be taking so much time? ~)” The voice of Council member Misaki pipes in, as she emerges next. This, as she emerges into the hatchway, and she sees the situation.. “(~ Oh my. ~)”

“~ AHHHH!!!!!!!!! ~” The two Goddesses of Time and Gravity suddenly YELL!! “~ Wh.. WHAT is a Council member of the Core doing here!?!?!? ~” Kalacakra yells MORE despite herself than before! Misaki looks upon this with confusion. “(~ May I ask of you two Alpha's the same with `your' presence here? ~)” Misaki asks back simply.

Tsunami looks back. “~ `These' two put an Alpha Spell of Time and Gravity over Al, which I cannot break myself. ~” ..at Misaki, with an eye still upon the two deities. Misaki looks back at the two, with a giggle.

“Eh?!” Al says despite himself, as Misaki looks over at the mortal in response. “(~ Do not worry, this is not the first time these two have used such `tactics' to allure their clients. ~)”

Tsunami rolls her eyes, as Tenchi shakes his head, while Aleaic looks back with... “Allure!? What!? But.. WHAT!??!”

“~ The client must be near for the Process to start, Lady Misaki of Support and Parentage. We must ask you not to interfere with the Set Process of First Contact Procedures. ~” Kalacakra tries her best to infer in a professional manner, yet this still betrays her impatient nature. Misaki looks blandly at this. “(~ Normally yes, but this is not the time for the mortal to be embarrassed with the arrival of his own Parents.

Article 156,721-23A Section 743-G states that Client/Representative contact shall not incur unfortunate side-effects to the Client as a result, `especially' when blood relatives are near. Am I not correct? ~)” Misaki puts calmly, yet with a iron imposition. The two Alpha's are forced to shake their melons. “~ Orthos. ~”

“~ Metey. ~” Inryoku adds with her Sister in a similar disgust. If Al didn't know any better, apparently the two new goddesses didn't `care' what a client went through, as their task was more important to them than their client's apparent well being! “Peachy. So... CAN I MOVE NOW OR WHAT!?!?!!!!!!”

Misaki giggles as she looks back upon the mortal agency. “(~ Allow me. ~)” Misaki then waves her left hand over Al's head and.. “(::~ Consecrate of Release! ~::)”

Al feels his legs a bit too late, as `normal' gravity takes over... *WHOMP!!* “Ow.” ..at least it missed the nose.. =^#=;;; Tsunami as expected reaches Al's side, as Tenchi then blocks Tsunami and Al from `those two'.. “~ Splendid all this is. ~”

Inryoku looks at Tenchi upon this, and.. “~ Blame us not. He be the one that called the Ancients Compliance Office. We are here to grant his Wish by his desires, as he is the mortal we came to greet! ~” The Gravity deity STABS a finger past Tenchi to Aleaic on the floor! Al sees and.. “EHY!??! B... but I was trying to call Tasha!?” Al stabs a finger at his cellular! “How the HECK and WHY for that matter would and HOW could have I called you... um... gals... INSTEAD!!?!?”

Al then looks at the cellular.. “WHAT ARE YOU! A FREAKISH CELLULAR FROM HELL CORE!?!”

“~ Beloved!! The Shuttle!! ~” Tsunami suddenly yelps, as the sound outside is starting to become LOUD!

“LORDS SAVE MY SPIRTUAL GLUTEUS!!!!”

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*3,500 meters overhead... aka, a few moments from landing.*

“There it is dear.”

“Indeed. And I see we are expected, as I expected...”

“Dad! I see Ket down there! *waving*”

“But... I don't see Brother among them souls.”

The in turn words of Jeain, Terrai, Caladeni, and Alusair echo the last comment, with a look of confusion. For Terrai it's a semi-strained confusion. “That boy better not be dallying again.”

“Ohhhh, probably just got too worried and.. um, you know.” Caladeni adds, which to the parents look back, as Jeain pilots the Shuttle, not worrying about any traffic, or such, as `such' has been diverted quietly away from the residence airspace. This could draw attention, but a communications black out for the area, for a six minute time frame, under the guise of a monthly status check of the communication net, making nosy types look the other way.

This as Terrai looks to his rear.. “Know what daughter?”

“Um... you know.... ah... `nervous'.” Cal tries to be tactful.. Terrai still doesn't get it, until. “*Sigh..* Sister means Al went to the can probably Dad.” Alusair puts in a more blunt `get to the point' manner, which to Terrai only calmly nods to. “Ah.”

Terrai then looks at Jeain, whom gives back a defensive look. “Don't look at me like that, he's `your' son too.”

“HEY! Father! There he is!!” Caladeni jerks attentions back to the landing area, as Aleaic suddenly emerges from the residence, with a teal haired woman, `not' Tsunami as they remember her, but `another' female, which begs the questions..

“Why is Bro so flustered?” (Alusair)

“Why is that Tsunami woman not down there?” (Caladeni)

“'Lady', daughter dearest.” (Jeain..)

“Sorry..” (Caladeni)

“They look tense down there dad.” (Alusair)

“And who IS that other wo.. uh.. lady, that pushed Brother outside?” (Caladeni)

“Are they having problems down there? Al seems `really' antsy.” Jeain notes, as Al has to be sorta repreped by the others below, as the teal haired one, dressed in a weird kimono for their tastes, returns back inside the structure, apparently `quickly' at that!

Terrai looks over Jeain's shoulder. “Possibly daughter was correct.”

“Huh. And I thought diaper training was done for the kids..” Jeain bemusedly comments, which makes the daughters in the back give mixed reactions of disgust, and giggling.

“Land it over there my wife and love.” Terrai points to the large open spot near the gardens section. It must have been expected, as the group below begins to gaggle over towards that direction, with an apparently white as sheet Aleaic being prodded forth by the ones they remember as Sasami, Mayuka and Achika. “So much for the Kerensky maturity.” Terrai pre-judges from this sight.

“Oh? And who was it that decided to purchase that Liner-3006 land cruiser a month ago, with'out' discussing with moi first.” The Lady Kerensky strikes back with, and with effect, as Terrai snickers and rubs his aged melon.

The landing is quiet enough, for a shuttle whining it's vector vanes and turbines, as much as such can be `quiet' for the ones below greeting. (Also as Silence Program Spells `are' good for something.)

And upon, the two families greet eyes as the shuttle hatch opens, and many a wave back and forth is made. Terrai's eyes meet first his son's, whom seems... “(What's with the boy? He's more distant than Luna is.)” ..this makes Achika and Washu near him look at Al, and then makes both pinch Al to a clear mind! “Ow! Okay okay.”

As the shuttle engines die down, The stage semi-silences, as Terrai and Aleaic pass the short distance in between. Al has to FORCE his mind to act proper, despite knowledge his love and dear friend are in a standoff within the residence. Worse, what would happen if his parents were to see the two new `types'!!? Al, for a fourth time refocuses, as Terrai stops and waits.

“W.. welcome to our home Father. Our hospitality is.. um.. yours.”

Terrai nods, and then.. “Granted. Though, the `type' of reception bears to the style of treatment. Is something amiss?”

Al (lying) shakes his head. “N.. nope.. nothing whatsoever.. everything is...” *Quiet sound of Spell energy shimmering, in the background.* “...swell.”

Al's quip, just causes Terrai eye past Al to the residence. “Be that what may?” He asks simply/archaicly. Al diverts (all he can..) “Just the traffic above, I suppose. How was the trip Father?” Al meekly diverts away from `this' attention, as Terrai blinks simply. “Plain and bland. Your Mother insisted on driving the whole way, despite my protests.”

Al manages a semi-convincing chuckle. “Sounds like good ol Mom.”

“Uh huh, and as for `you' my Son.” Jeain delves back with, as Ket stands near, apparently just `happy' to be near her Mother and Sisters again. Al cringes under the tone used, which makes the Dimensionals chuckle a bit. “Where is that darling girlfriend of yours? Haven't seen her in ages, near like.”

Al gulps, and tries to wriggle something to explain this.

Tsui `senses' from within, and tries to `help out'.

“(~ Tell her I'm making refreshments beloved. ~)”

“She.. uh.. is making drinks for us, since I bet.. uh, the ride was exhausting..” Al stammers out, which Ket rolls her eyes to. Al shoots back a `you have anything better' look quickly, before either parent notices. Caladeni and Alusair though act as `extra eyes' to see everything. They however don't say anything, despite the `weird' atmosphere already apparent. Terrai chuckles and.. “A drink would be most good.”

“Excellent.. ah.. maybe we can have it in the garden, I can get..” Al starts to divert again, but.. “(~ Not so fast dear. I need to... AHH!! Leave my Brother alone Inryoku!! ~)”

Al `barely' manages to refrain from popping his eyes out in response!! The Dimensionals make one too many guestures towards the residence, `especially' Ryoko and Ayeka, though Mihoshi partially does so too, more not as much from her less possessive demeanor. Whit makes Al WORRY that Ryoko and Ayeka will start Armageddon with a series of unexplainable Power Bolts and Hexes!! “Is something the matter?” Alusair notes, not able to hold it in. The Dimensionals suddenly react. “~ Oh nothing, nothing!! ~/{~ Nothing at all. Zippo. ~}” ...in catching themselves, and nearly giving Al a stroke!!

“(GUYS!! ...j.. j..j.j... just don't....)”

“(~ The mortal can't even get a simple greeting out of the way, thanks to `you' guys. ~)” The voice of Kalacakra sternly comes across the mind link, which to... “(~ THAT WAS UNAUTHORIZED!! ~)” Tsunami retorts back over the link, which Al `CAN'T' hid his reaction from.

Terrai sees this... “Are you well Son? You seem preoccupied.” Terrai semi-drills with, and Al over-reacts to! “Nope! Not me Pop! I'm in the here and now!”

“(~ This wouldn't be happening, if you didn't engineer that Cellular to call the System again! ~)” Tsunami suddenly retorts over the link for something, what isn't known, but apparently she doesn't realize the Link is a `hot-mike' of sorts, the emotions Al feels ALL too apparent! Al looks over at Achika and Sasami quickly for `help'!

“(~ Daughter! We can hear you openly! ~)” Sasami `quips' back suddenly! Tsunami realizes with a `emotion' of panic over the link, and this makes Al `sweat'.

This is `not' looking good. =..=;;;;

“What in blazes? What is the matter youngeth?” Terrai asks again, the hammer of questioning starting to fall `harder'. Al tries to answer, but.. “(~ That whelp can't even come out with it straight! ~)” Kalacakra puts `across' again, MORE than fully aware of the link, this means of course..

“(~ AND DELVING INTO MY BELOVED'S MIND LIKE THAT, IS `MORE' UNAUTHORIZED!! ~)” Al is rattled again, and in quick succession. “Um...” =^^=

“(~ It's part of a goddesses duty to read a client's mind! This is all `perfectly' legal! ~)” Inryoku `snaps' back.

“(~ Can you quit that! You're ignoring Misaki's Accord deliberately!! ~)”

“(~ And the Hand tries to be magnanimous What ELSE is new. ~)”

“(~ Kalacakra. THAT didn't need to come across the mind link! ~)” Tenchi `stress whines' over the Link, not realizing ANY better, either apparently.

“It's... only that Father... that..” Al jitters, to a familial `stare' down.

“((~ The Accord is Not a trifled with matter, young ones. ~))” Misaki too now?!

“(~ LOOK Council member! We are here on a legal Contract mission! You all are interfering with our mission!! ~)”

Now even the Dimensionals outside are looking `affected', as this seemingly is destined to drag out!

“(Bad.. `very' ba..)”

“(~ Oh we can do `that' too mortal. ~)”

Tsui CRIES back over the `hot-link'. “(~ INRYOKU!!! ~)”

“Stupid cellular.” Al moans in `reaction'.

“Alright. WHAT is the bloody matter here child?!” Terrai suddenly snaps loudly and crisply with! NEVER in his 700 years plus, has anything like this ever happened! Al looks back with true terror and fear!! “(OH Lords! I'm filleted and broiled.)”

“(~ How much longer is this going to be? ~)” Kalacakra acts rather snippety with.

“(~ Why Sister? A rush is not necessary. ~)” Inryoku quips in a cute, melodious tone.

“(~ Not without some REAL action! ~)”

“(~ You two..... really....... ~)” Tsunami `laces' back at the impatient Kalacakra and the `less so' Inryoku..

“(~ .And `REALLY', we weren't the ones that made the call!! ~)”

Al for the lack of any better (or remaining,) judgment, YELLS back at the residence.. “FOR LIVING SAKES, I WAS CALLING TASHA!!!!!!!!!!”

And then Al `realizes'. “........uh........... yeah.......... um.”

Al looks over at an incredulous looking Father, a frozen Mother, and some blank slate looking Sisters. Ket then looks over at Aleaic. “Smooth Bro. Need a bullhorn while you're at it?”

“~ Goodness. ~” Mayuka flits out, her face not much different from the other present immortals: Flabbergasted.

Al refrains from grinding his teeth at all this, and decides, with no other way he can see out of this now. “I must be crazy.”

“{~ Granted. ~}”

“~ Ryoko! ~” Ayeka `cheerily' quips back.

“You lost me here Son. WHAT IN THE BLOODY HUMAN SPHERE ARE YOU DOING!?!!?!?”

Aleaic, suddenly `not' so fearful, as he realizes there's no way to hide the truth from his parents, and hopes at least he can get a cremation after he believes he'll spend the `rest' of his lifespan, in a `cushy' mental cell.

At least he'd have a warm `jacket', he hopes. “Um... it's.... well... something you should.... um... know Dad.”

Terrai still doesn't get any of this, not that anyone else in this position would. “Aye... before I need to use your middle name in another scold.” Terrai quips, not in anyway or shape related to amusing. Al looks over with a `calm' look. “Um... I got new guests today Dad.” Al puts with a STUPID smile. Terrai gives back a dry, confused look. “Yes?” Gesturing from impatience with all this, whatEVER this all is, he thinks.

“And... you see....... it's also about my... um... family here.......... you know.”

“He was more articulate as a toddler. “ Caladeni remarks as the eldest sister. “If only for `those' days.” Keturia adds with a pained expression, one that makes Cal look at Ket now. Al though is trying `delicately' to explain what he means. As in, what a brain surgeon does with cancerous lesions upon the same. That delicate...

..which isn't working much. “Rem.. ember that Race a couple of years back dad?” Terrai nods to Al's question. “And... you, ah.. wondered why I had become so... grown up? Um... so to speak?” ..another fatherly nod.

“Well... my girlfriend, and... um... well... everyone here...”

“(~ THAT'S IT! This is too long to wait! ~)”

“(~ But it's only been a few pages the readers have read. ~)”

“(~ I do not care if they read the back of a Cereal box!! TIME TO MAKE A WISH MORTAL!! ~)”

Kalacakra is forward.

“(~ WAIT!! HOLD IT YOU!! ~)” Tsunami screams over the link in response, as the Dimensionals suddenly snap their collective heads at the residence hatchway, making the others do the same when Al `automatically' (pip eyed) looks as well!

Which makes this next bit... `problematic'.

“~ ENOUGH of the DALLYING!!!! ~” Kalacakra yells suddenly, as she `emerges'. And NOT through the hatchway. Oh no. rather through the window. (i.e. `phased' through it in a swirl of time particles, making the window frame and glass SHOOT in age to rot and sand and then BACK to normal again as Kalacakra passes through! Nice if frightening effect!)

The Dimensionals `bemoan' quietly at the Alpha's lack of tact. The two mortals that know better look... muted..

And the family? Ashen gray STATE of WIDE-EYED SHOCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Kalacakra looks and... “~ Ok... time to make a Wish mortal. ~”

Tsunami then emerges from the hatchway, as at least `she' minds her hatches and hallways. “~ Oh yes. That was so intelligent of you Kalacakra! ~”

“~ Stop interfering Alpha!! ~” The Time Wheel Goddess retorts. Inryoku then `adds' by emerging from the ground next to the residence, another gravity `spot' apparently. The fact she emerges within a cone of black energy, makes this all so peachy. =--=

Aleaic finally only moans. “I shoulda stayed in bed.”

“Well...” A `level' minded Terrai simply looks over at all this, and... “...and I thought I'd seen everything.”

Al weakly chuckles back. “You haven't heard it `all' yet, either Dad.” ..he relates as Tenchi and Misaki emerge from the hatch beside Tsunami. The Dimensionals `know' they've been `had', with Washu having the `driest' look upon the lot of em.

Jeain looks over at Ket, and next says.. “Is `this' why you've been so... um, `secretive'... about my queries?” ..she asks, apparently putting something akin to two and two together, with Ket only looking at Al instead. Al looks back with `HIS' own questioned look.

“Should you tell em, or I?” Ket puts, the other Kerensky's look between their two youngest siblings, and each other, more confusion of course. Al at least `knows' at last that Ket never blabbed the truth to his parents. Al then decides that `he' has to be the one to do it.

“*Heavy groaning sigh...* If this breaks a LOT of rules, then... well....... already seen the End in person, so...” Al quips, smacking the side of his right leg, and then looks at his Father rather directly.. “What do you know about `Wishes' Dad?”

Terrai simply gives one heck of a strange look back.

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Journal Entry - 22nd April 3420

*Recording Terminal / Module 1273F*

Well... my Mom and Dad took it well enough. As in, they didn't disown me on the spot. The Dimensionals should though, as I was basically forced by `circumstance', to betray the secret of this place to them, and then `why' it all was.

Basically, I feel like a terrible heel, since this Kalacakra just kept berating at me to make a Wish, and then this Inryoku made with a innocent/sultry act, with the rules of Wishes, the same that Tsunami used back in the beginning, though Kalacakra seemed more `willing' with the `that type of person' stuff/bit. (Need I spell it out? Ugh.)

It's worse since the others were deferring to my explanation, not trying to stop me with any elegant/diverting explanations. This made a root canal seem more palatable quite bluntly. =--= I think the folks are still trying to pinch themselves out of what they saw though. Not sure if they're okay at present. Hardly blame them.

Thank goddess though, that I'm getting married. If Tsunami still wants me after all this.

Well, I started to simply blurt out details, as I started with the object called the Wish, as the vein to explain from. Then I went with the basic details of that fated cell call, the appearance of my one love, the single point that changed my life forever, pinned to the fact that she was an immortal. And then facts that she, and the others, their `family' branches, were related to an `Actual' Father of an ACTUAL Heaven. And then from there, had to have Tsui `seriously' help me here. We then managed and went into the detail of the fact that the Afterlife... or.. well.. the higher world, a better term to `really' use, was a basic computer System of sorts, to put REALLY crudely.

Then `we' went into basic detail about all the weird events they heard about over the past several years, and making two and two connections for all of it, which still makes my head spin, thinking about it all. Then I mentioned lightly about.. um.. the End and Existence and all that... the Trakalin Incident I should put I guess, what since Washu kept correcting me about it. Detail freak. As it all is, I felt I `had' to give as much detail as possible, because I had to myself then find out, that `that' lovely band I got from Tsui apparently made my Luck quotient go through the BLASTED ROOF!!! (Vegas of Ri-Risa would hate to have me playing.)

This as noted, as when I got us all down in the living area of the residence, and then began to `rationally' explain the facts that Ket already knew by heart now, as well as for second: Had to explain the presence of two less than tactful goddesses, ones that kept constantly BELLOWING for me to make a pair of Wishes, which even `I' was starting to grow weary of! Tokimi was never this bad when she was here!

And then I managed to explain that bit to. And also asked for secrecy in the name of humanity's own sanity in hindsight of all this telling! Father agreed, since as I expected, he was having a time trying to absorb all this. Heck, Mother though it all was cute, in a sorta mind blank sorta way. Caladeni and Alusair were more `accepting', much like Ket was when she first came here. Heck, they soon started heckling me about my incredible luck, which at the moment was... well.. ..amplified. (I'm not sure they're really acting sane as a result. Not that I ever was.)

And back to the Luck quotient bit, it really seemed to be taking effect, as I noted my family and.. um... residence family, started to act more amicable to each other. Mother was even inferring with Lady Misaki, since she had questions replete, from what my parents apparently saw from their shuttle, as I was told. Can't blame them for it all. Once it was apparent the truth `was' the truth to them, the lot began to cloister in age appropriate circles to sort such things out. This is where I HAVE to thank the guys, since they were (save Ryoko,) more readily willing to endure the common mortal tendencies that probably come with learning a truth such as this. (Well, our truth anyway. Probably others... ah.. wait, no Philosophy here.)

Oh, and they `all' pretty much gave the Time/Gravity duo a wide berth, other than Tsui, whom keeps the two from getting too forward, for the moment. After what happened, even the Council Members are put off of them. I'm still not sure what `really' caused them to come here anyway. (Unless... didn't Tsui say she did something like this? I'd take her version of such, any day of the Age.)

As it is, the Luck quotient bit, which revolves around the said wrist band Tsui gave me, Washu, during the explanation session for my.. uh.. home family.. (..note to self, just call them ALL family, to save brain cells.) ..used some kind of scanner over the Band, which caused the scanner started to bleep and whine more wildly than even Washu expected. My Father just asked the expected questions of ignorance, and got more than even `I' wanted to hear.

Apparently, when Washu and Tsui made that lovely Band, they infused some kind of strange Spell energy, Program Enchantments they detailed, ones that were meant to prepare for something they themselves did not want said at present, which makes me leery. And more, since the after effects of the creation of the Band, caused several of my intangibles, Luck the most tantamount, to amplify in effect! Other stuff was said, I was too brain dead to comprehend it, it was a fun discussion I'll probably have to deal with again, soon enough at that.

That, and the need to solve the `burnout' symptoms was the prime explanations of the thing, to whit Ket then displayed her new earring to our Sisters, whom went `green' with envy. Washu just alerted in kind, that if my home family were to stay, they'd have to also receive `injections' to counter the effects of mortals present with immortals. Ket describing them didn't seem to win any smiles for her own part. I think Mom `does' think I went loony.

Dad then made with the logic, with Tenchi and Sasami quipping back, that Dad and I were carbon copies. I just deferred to Father, rather than to myself, concerning such. But as we went back to the whole Band bit, Kalacakra tried to `attack' again, which to Tsunami was forced to throw up a Shield Spell, which impressively `halted' the attempt. Misaki just bade Inryoku to `back off' a second later.

And that ended whatever doubts my Parents and Sisters had concerning all this. I'm still `very' worried they may throw me in a padded cell.

And apparently, as if Tsunami's `engineering' for the original Wish wasn't bad enough.. um.. good actually, now these Two that I most TRULY and DEFINITELY, accidentally `called' upon, apparently ALSO `engineered' this past event, even though the Band was simply the incidental effect they needed.

Their combined presence here, seems to have the Dimensionals in such a state, that I would think the second coming of that Kagato demon was at hand! Whatever these two intend, it makes me worry for the safety of my kin family to the core! If they didn't care for my well being, in just basically trying to keep me from simply meeting my parents, what else `worse' could they cook up?

Quite bluntly, for the first time ever since I knew these Dimensionals, and Tokimi is among the previous equation, I feel `scared'. Of these two Dimensionals for certain. For goddesses, these two seem more like demons to me. Trust me, I can simply `feel' it in the air about them, and I don't need the Band or anything else to tell me that. Father already noted similar and related when the two were `out' of earshot, to which Kalacakra retorted harshly back to.

I then told Father about the Dimensional penchant for reading a mortals thoughts, which until now, only the ones here were of minor worry, and the rest were always far more responsible about such privacy. Now... now with `these two', I don't know. They may not care to the point that even my Father's core Secrets might not deter them.

And this doesn't even begin to explain what `else' is supposed to happen in the immediate future, now with my mortal family having to go through the course as Ket did. They have yet to fully see Ryoko and Ayeka get into their most `spirited' of fights, Washu's antics, or the base relations between the Dimensionals. Especially the fact that Achika, a looker of about twenty-one in mortal terms, is the mother of Tsunami, Sasami and Tenchi. Yes yes, again with the `well preserved' bit. Can't wait till.. no, I bet they're learning as I input this.

And so, ugh, now that I've had a moment to reflect on the fortunes of... um.. reality, I now have to go back down, and hope my parents aren't already a bunch of burned out processor chips. Or out of control ones. Don't hear any hysterical yelping, so that's a decent sign.

Though `Yield' might also do in this situation.

*Silence for six seconds.*

As does `Pit stop'. I need a bite.

*End datarecording.. 1357.33..*

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*The hillside.*

The Hand decides to take a simple stroll, one not really noticed, as he put a `Stealth Spell' Program upon his departure, so he won't be worried about for a little while.

Which is what `He' wants.

Unto a forested glade of cathedral lighted bamboo, does this immortal stride unto. Unto the expected gaze. “~ I am here, as you Wished. ~”

A figure suddenly appears with the in between format of shimmering and melting. A simple entrance. “::[~ Most well and thou good you have come, my Hand. ~]::” ..says the Voice of the One, from under the cover of a shade of a large Fir Tree. Tenchi steps up, and kneels, which The Father nods to, and bids Tenchi rise. “::[~ An interesting predicament I witnessed upon the arrival of the Mortal's kin. ~]::”

Tenchi winces. “~ Interesting as in `chaotic' Father. I'm surprised we all didn't get Recalled on the spot for what Al was forced to do. Frankly, I can't see how much longer we can keep our presence on this world a secret. I fear for the relationship of my Sister and mortal agency this is my friend. ~”

Tenchi puts this in just the right tone, such is the simple nod The Father gives in return for this. For a moment, silence, as the two look over the landscape over the slivers of the trees upon the hillside, such is their high upon view, with a grand look of the town and sea past it.

Tenchi for a moment, reminds himself that he has truly enjoyed his stay here.

“::[~ Your thoughts betray you. But do not blame I will. You are more receptive upon being on the ground I formed so long ago, than you realized you detested when you first arrived. ~]::” Father remarks softly, though Tenchi has a surprised look on his face in response. The Father chuckles in kind. “~ W... was I `really' that tense? ~”

“::[~ I could have granted you a Portfolio over such, prior to your arrival here, though such would have been moot. My sight foresaw what occurred, as does All I see and know. ~]::” Tenchi smiles in response. “~ Can't fool you I guess. ~”

“::[~ Is there such a vein in mind of Myself? I created you and all in my mind and image, though much is then reciprocated upon Myself, such is the circle. I see all, but I am still touched by what you do in conduct, and by the Mortal feed I cherished upon this ground, along with so many others.

The days of the Seven, and of the Eden of Beginning, evolved from there, and now long past. The Apple as a result, now has grown beyond what my creations first bit upon, and such means the paradise of Eden, now is also about come about soon, and in it's own new, and unique way.

Of this I also foresee, but refrain words of, my Hand. For you, your part cannot fool thyself of I in your truth. ~]::” This the Father chuckles, as Tenchi sees the format The father has Chosen to appear with, come with the light. This, the first time in many mellennia, that the Avatar of Father has been used, as though why lies in His infinite wisdom and choices.

An ages long bearded elder male, of deep lavender royal, streaked in the whites and gray's of age and utter wisdom. His robes conform to the other Dimensionals, rune-scripted to the ying-yang, with a dark tan and gray version, covering his entire form in a semi-cloak. The broad `shoulders' allow the robe overlying, to drape with a broader intent. The face is weathered, yet youthful despite, with eyes of pupiless gray. Tenchi can only `look' into those eyes for so long, before the wisdom behind them, alleviates to an overwhelmed mind. Tenchi's converse therefore, directed with Father, is gazed more upon the scenery.

Father has no compunctions of likewise. Tenchi though asks of such continuance. “~ I am truthfully surprised you decided to descend upon the ground of your creation, my Father. ~”

“::[~ Allow for my reasoning. My time among you in a true essence of being, with guidance as my preference, is coming to a close. Presence is of... longing, if any such to describe. ~]::”

Strike the not staring part, as this SUPRISES Tenchi greatly!! “~ Y.. you... you're... leaving?! ~”

Father does not shake or nod, rather... “::[~ The Children begotten from the Seven days, now no longer require my direct presence. They are about to reach accord with those of their own mentality, and in so doing, pass from needing only knowledge of my choosing, instead for that they will reach for it upon their own, beyond all consequence.

They have reached Evolution. My longed for Goal. And you all as my guardians, have reached so as well in relevant manner, as your Apex of your tasks for over the Mortal Plane now have caused you all to become too equal in mind and form, to the ones governed over. When Mortality and Humanity reach Evolution in full, you and your brethren will reach a point where you cannot simply watch over my Children. You must instead become a `part' of them, as I have hoped for, from Day One, and dreamed after the Seventh. ~]::”

This is a tough pill for Tenchi to ingest. All his existence from his own creation, he assumed that Humanity was a group of rabbles, needing to be herded and guided, les they annihilate themselves. This as done via a number of `attempts' so, over the mellennia. If it wasn't clubs, it was technology. If not disease or plague, it was the gunpowder and the atom. Many a time Tenchi actually felt like akin to Trakalin, though never going to `such' extremes, other than to voice woe for humanity. At least in the past couple of thousand years, humanity finally started to act it's age, as a civilization of the thirty-fifth century should act, much like an adult of thirty-five years should act. (At least on the overall level. Some individuals more `mature' than others of course.)

Apparently, despite still many a flaw, if The Father decided it was time. Then... “~ But... what will `we' do, if... if we no longer have your guidance, and no longer have a Mortal Plane to govern over? ~”

“::[~ In one word, my Hand: Evolve. I believe you know whom to use as a template, as via my pride and creation. ~]::”

Tenchi blinks at that, is about to ask further, but then the sound of the mortal named Alusair, calling from below for Aleaic. This derives the next train of thought.

“~ What will he do, when he eventually reads my report? I didn't alleviate to the factual, that I was still uncertain about their remaining together. I wrote some... disturbing comments that I couldn't hide in all truth of my faith, Father. Such may have been interpreted incorrectly, knowing of the Council's split upon the issue. I hope I will be forgiven for my actions. ~”

There is no answer. Tenchi is about to ask again, and turns to do so, and finds The Father gone. “~ Well. ~” Tenchi only says, as the yell from Alusair turns up a notch on the spike scale! “~ Gee, that mortal can yell. A relative trait of gene. ~”

Tenchi sighs, still not knowing enough, as usual, and descends back down.

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*The residence hatchway.*

“HEY BRO!! ALEAIC YOU porpoise HEAD!!! WHERE ARE YOU!?!?”

*poke poke.*

“Eh?” Alusair turns about, just as Tenchi himself appears from the forest, with Aleaic behind his Sister. “Half the Prefecture can `hear' you, dear Sis.” Al calmly says, with a headache.

“About time then.” Al's third eldest Sis quips anyway, as... “Mom and Dad wanted you to see something.” ..she then sees Tenchi. “Oh hi... umm... ah...”

“~ Tenchi. ~”

“Oh yeah, you might find this cute too.” Alusair says, as she takes both the guys arms, mortal and immortal apiece, and pulls them both into the residence. “~ I can walk myself you know. ~” Tenchi alludes to the forward imposition. Al though... “She's still the same I see.” .he says generally. Alusair just elbows Al to his induced pain. When they are brought in, Al sees most the Dimensionals gathered with his parents, and Caladeni. Alusair rounds to sit near Jeain on the large couch, the cushy one.

As Al makes to sit near his.. “~ MAKE THE WISH!! ~” ...and suddenly is THUNDERCLAPPED with from behind!!!!!!! Al ends up upon the other side of the room area in a HEARTBEAT!! “JEEZE!!!!!!! MY GALL BLADDER!!”

“~ That was real cute... ~” Kiyone snides.. “~ ...what's next? Use Thor's Hammer on the poor guy? ~” ..and with sarcasm in kind, Kalacakra, the impatient author of the demand, raspberries The Core Services Detective. “~ If I `must'. My time is being wasted as it is. ~”

“~ Such tact. `Such'. ~” Ayeka joins Kiyone in lambasting Kalacakra's demeanor. Aleaic just regains his breath, and bodily fluids control, as he decides then to note the characteristics of the two newcomers, immortal that is. (For reader service if little else.)

Kalacakra, as one `might' wee have noted, is an emotional firecracker. As in one that would be harmless on the sun, but make a GOUGE upon the Earth. This one was, with looks to be sure of many a time, with a clear as crystal skin, with a `see' though body that had the effect of looking through a full glass of water, or just a block of glass or such. The limbs, appendages, digits, and head up to the particulars were like this. Yet she moves as simple as a any normal mortal would. The hair was a strange effect, one of a constantly swirling rainbow, and with the expected inner glow. The eyes were the scariest, as they attested to her Portfolio over Time.

Eye pupils `shaped' like an hourglass of melding sapphire. Her cheek markings were doused with the forehead rune Sigil of a Time Wheel, subdivided into twelve runes of the current calendar format, with a rune-script for each month. The Greek rune of April shines a tic brighter than the others, with it being the top most rune. Thus all however is not improperly sized, with a single sparkle of light twinkling from the `April' rune from time to time. Her clothing of choice, is a Greek Toga-gown, wrapped in a silken shaw, yet with `more' than ample `skin' shown. (A trait of the goddesses apparently, as even Tsunami is... `loose', with her celestial garb.) The gown is clasped with a gold crescent, runed to round out.

The eyes then move next to Inryoku, whom is constantly staring at the beleaguered mortal agency, with a consistent, `dangerous' look. It's one that not even Tsunami's stern glances has deterred.

Inryoku's skin meanwhile, is a perfect midnight black, and one that isn't a pigment, as more as a physical state! This is accented by a few, `star sparkles' that occasionally pip and wink from the very skin, though the skin seems still to retain such a `mortal' texture. The coloration is consistent, with a crown of fiercely glowing white upon silver-white mane! The glow she spots as the norm of a goddess, is simply AMPLIFIED, yet not with a blinding effect.

Her manner revolves around as said before, a innocent schoolgirl, wrapped around a poon bombshell. It's like Lady Funaho if she had Ryoko's added `traits', to be crude. (Rather hard to describe unless one is scalded by such.)

Her accouterments consist of a dress that an Ancient Egyptian Princess would die for. The half gown, half jumpsuit, is heavily lined in golds and royal blues, with a stylized `crown' upon the temple of the head. She holds an Egyptian styled Ankh-rod, with a hook curve, though the name of this alludes Al's mind. And, oh yes, the garb is `loose' as well! Bordering on `sheer' in certain `nooks', covered by either a breastplate or hip sash. A silk `cloak' covers all this, in a wrap that leaves a slant from the left shoulder, to the right knee.

But the eye `catching' parts, besides the nigh Genesis riddled mane, is the eyes of Gold within silver, for the pupils and corneas. The lashes and brows of white aglow, and the head markings alluded earlier of a revolving accretion disk, with the cheek triangles, also attest to her complete nature as a goddess of gravity. She still has an aura of `pulling', though it's uncertain if Al is the `only' on that feels this, or not.

But the `character' part, is the tattoos of Egyptian hieroglyphs upon her arms and legs, and a number of such around her neck, and all glowing of a bright white, equal to the hair of mane!

And with the usual jewelry out the NAVEL upon these two, they are replete of their `nature', as is their... ugh. demeanor.

A wink from Inryoku, her face structure almost a hybrid of Sasami's and Ryoko's, makes Al snap attention away from the two quickly. “So... what be the reason I was summoned back within?” Al asks, as he returns to a normal manner. (Relatively.)

“If I may.” Terrai starts, which shifts Al's manner back to worried. “It's... disturbing... yet impressive, what you have apparently garnered of harvest.”

“Told ya..” Ket says, then stops. “Indeed.” Terrai says dryly to such a stress, then adding. “And since what more, you my dear Daughter, have shared all these events with your Brother, in such a fashion, that my eyes were so veiled over.

And for good reason. I applaud you on such tact in handling yourselves in this environment.”

Ket and Al look at each other, and sigh. “However.” ..too soon... “The next time you both withhold a secret of this magnitude from me or your Mother, do expect our reaction to be more... `stern'.”

The two youngest Kerensky siblings gulp. “A feasible arrangement Father.” Al says with an off key tone. Terrai only nods gruffly, as Jeain fights had to keep from giggling. (Hard in fact.)

“NOW. To the next problem.” Terrai spikes tone of, and then diverts topic, so as to throw off everyone in the living area. This even gives the Dimensionals a `good' startle!! “~ I think I feel my veins chilled. ~” Mihoshi quips, which Kiyone `shh's' her Sister quiet.

“{~ If I may. ~}” Ryoko speaks up, many a look upon her, laying upon the rafter cross beam.. “{~ So.. *looking at Al.* ..just what is it with you and that DAMMED CPU of yours?! ~}”

A number of chuckles reach Al's ears, as Al only sighs. “If I knew that, Tokimi wouldn't have ever been here.”

“Which explains the strange cell calls and messages left by you, with a strange voice in the background of each.” Jeain says, as she enjoys a fine cup of tea that Sasami brewed. Al frazzles, but fights with his composure. “Oh yeah. That wasn't fun.”

Inryoku is about to quip, but Tsunami STERNLY quiets her with a `look'. Al looks at Washu for `help' with the original question. “Are you SURE that this thing.. *fingering his Band..* ..is the cause of all this? And what about my CPU bill this month!?”

“~ Yep. And before you ask vainly.. again, the Band's Enchantments are permanent. You `won't' be able to simply stop being so lucky, though there should be a leveling out effect. And I ain't your bill collector! ~”

“Um..” Al still pushes. “..does this mean I have to get someone ELSE to use a CPU unit for the rest of my life?!”

“~ Ah, the secretarial route! ~” The twin goddesses suddenly stab in with, which draws enunciated groans from the goddesses, and one pained/agonized mortal look. “Like Heaven you will.”

“I don't understand something.” Caladeni speaks up. “Al's `luck' is the cause of these two guys showing up? And I guess, for everyone here.. um.. here?” Washu again is the spokesperson.. “~ Oh believe it Lady Caladeni. While most of us appeared in our own accord, in one format or another ourselves, do note Luck is a major component of Jurai Core, since the OS runs on so many intangibles to make up for the holes in the logical processes of Programs that are run. Reality is like that, and the OS has to take all that into account. Al's luck therefore became so intertwined with ours, it was inconsequential to believe it was anything for him but as so and such in the.. ah.. well, he's one lucky shmuck. Kay? ~”

Al just moans. “Doesn't feel like it.”

Caladeni just whistles. “Explains my lousy luck, betting on derby races.” So mentioning the annual Kentucky Derby, which she chose POORLY each and every year for the past seven. Several of the mortals chuckle, though the Dimensionals don't get the inferred humor.

“Well, as it IS... now what do I do? Throw away my cellular?” Al pushes again.

“~ Hardly. Though for the next few days at least, don't use it Sensei. ~” Achika says, beating Washu to the punch. Al just looks dryly at this. “And at work?”

“That can be settled Son. Before I was so interrupted.” Terrai adds in, with a glance up at a perturbed Ryoko, and with an inflection of.. “I may have a need of you elsewise.”

Uh oh.

“Ah.. um... I don't think...” Al tries to deflect from what he knows is suddenly inferred of. Terrai though is resolute as expected. “And I `do'. Or do you not realize that what I might have, and now think, about finding out about all this?” A Father gazes at a squirming Son.. “No, not really actually. You're the last person I can figure out, other than beyond the obvious.” Al readily admits. “Quite right.” ..Terrai agrees. “And so, having within this rather short space of time, and noting that the apparent three years from home have made more of a grown person of trust, moreso than what I expected to find today.

Though with areas woefully lacking still.”

The Dimensionals minus Tsui and the Twins nod their collective heads with Ket. Al sobs his head unto. “*Groan.* My allies, such comrades.”

“~ Oh do simplify your feelings Sensei. ~” Ayeka puts lightly.. “~ We also picked up many `cute' traits from residing here, as well as given a number of such ourselves. ~”

“Correct. And this is the basis that makes me realize that simply being a Administrator in a Server Farm, is a simplistic existence, my Son.”

“But..” Al tries to interject against this thought, as he is also `admittedly' happy with his current lot in life. It's not such that shifts the politics of humanity, and he's fine with that. “But I like that what I do. And after what we all here went through in the recent past, a `simpler' life would be seen as a blessing Father..” Al finishes, noting the Trakalin Incident as ample reason to not to push it with life.

Terrai is quite undeterred... “But I also believe, with what I see here, that you are skilled enough to tackle a task that has come across my palate recently. One that I believe belies along a line that you once told me would be a... what was the word...

...dream?”

The rest of the faces in the room exchange looks between the two. “(~ A `dream' is it? ~)” Funaho comments. Al though scratches his head. “A `dream'? Wasn't there a bit too many I spoke of back home? I mean, what dopey tyke `doesn't' dream of things of childhood?”

Terrai looks at his wife, with a grin. “This one, I believe...” Terrai puts in a strangely disarming manner. “...lies with a more matured age set. Remember our converse a couple of years before the Gardon began peace overtures? That one evening as we sat on a pier overlooking the Atlantic along Ft. Lauderdale city?” Al still is hazy, until... “The night that we watched the meteor shower.”

Al's eyes make like a light-bulb snapping on! “OH! ..okay, now I get it!”

“~ Gee. You dreamt about meeting an alien race? Isn't that plain sounding? ~” Inryoku puts in, which garners a HOST of ill reactions! “(~ I wish to have you both refrain from mental pinging of the client for the moment please. ~)” Funaho puts in a `stern' manner. The two just nod and moan again. Al just wants to rip his head off, and switch off his thinking processes.

“~ Nay. You'd hate being a vegetable. ~” Mihoshi puts, which to.. “~ Coming from such a type. ~” Kiyone responds to her `partner', leaning on the coffee table upon a sitting position on the floor.

“~ Kiyone. My Core IQ quotient is the same as yours. ~” Mihoshi decides to jab back with, for once.

“Which is?” Cal queries, and then wishes she didn't.

~ 482 ~

“Oy.”

“You learn to live with it.” Al quips with a experienced smile.

“~ I'm only 271 myself. ~” Mayuka decides to quip with, which still draws impressed oohs and ahhs in response, with clapping Mayuka tries to divert. “~ I need to not boast. ~”

“~ As for mine... ~”

Al URKS!! “Washu! ..not THAT again!”

“~ 20,000!! ~” ^_^!!

This draws a mixed reaction from the other Kerensky's, and one GROAN from Al. “Did you HAVE to gloat again?!”

“~ *Wicked chuckle.* ~”

“*Strained groan...* Maybe my `luck' isn't so hot.”

He gets a cup upside the head for that one. =Xx=;;;

Terrai looks over at Ket. “Does he get this `all' the time?” Keturia giggles. “It's mellowed somewhat these days Father. Must be the lack of college atmosphere.”

Ryoko then chuckles, almost `akin' to her Mother's... “{~ If you like that. I can do a demonstration on the Priss over there. ~}”

“~ Ryoko! ~” Ayeka spits back.. “{~ HAHA!! Score. ~}” The hybrid celestial stresses, to effect. “~ It'll be even by the end of the day, mark my words! ~” ..said to Ayeka's shaking hand. “(~ Now now daughter. ~)” Misaki sighs.

Ryoko makes with the mock `worried' reaction, which riles Ayeka even more. Jeain asks Ket next.. “What about that???”

“The same.” Ket levels plainly.

Sasami then pipes up. “~ Hey guys! What about this `dream' of Sensei's? I think it's neat to hear about it. ~” Sasami puts with a bit of a `too' impressed giggle, which makes Al twiddle his fingers a bit.

“(Is Sasami going to get `worse' about that?)”

“(~ *giggle..* Poor beloved. ~)”

“(Uhuh. She just `had' to be your twin sister huh?)”

Kalacakra and Inryoku exchange a glance with each other. “(~ Plot device! ~)”

“(~ Indeed Senet. ~)”

Tsunami `hears' this, and gives another sharp look at the two! “(~ `Not', in my beloved's tongue. ~)”

“Maybe since they are so interested, `Sensei'...” Terrai puts in a teasing tone, which Al immediately wishes.. um... NOT wish, rather just to simply hole up in his room.

Or in Warsaw. “...perhaps you should tell them of this `dream', and it's one of the few non technical issues you were so passionate about.” Terrai grills his Son with, as Al wrings at his hands more. The words he said way back then now seemingly haunt his present situation. “are you sure? It was a silly dream after all. the Gardon are already well known, and no other race has been contacted yet.

or...... has there?” Al suddenly realizes where this `may' be going, as Terrai only then `looks' at his cup of tea.

“~ Come on Sensei? What does all this mean? ~” Sasami presses again, added with the other Dimensionals curiosity. Al is about to start, when Kalacakra tries to be `helpful'.. “~ The boy means... ~”

“~ DON'T EVEN try it Alpha!! ~” Tsunami and Achika both growl at the goddess, which recoils even her for a split moment!

“(~ And it's starting to annoy even I. ~)” Funaho `puts', with a sip of tea, the `sip' stressed.

“~ We'll never get the Wish started at this rate. ~” Inryoku bemoans calmly.

Al decides to forgo his embarrassments, as he flat out begins to relate.. “It was a late evening on the Florida coast, in that said city, and we, my Father and I were on a Father-Son trip of sorts. It was the night of the Perseids Meteor shower, about six years ago.”

-----

*August 12, 3414. Lauderdale Grand Pier.

2317 Hrs.*

“Wow.”

A Father only looks with his Son, as they share the evening sky with a number of other onlookers, as the Perseids Annual Meteor Shower plays across, quite easily visible as the moon had long set with the sun, though the glint of the Orbital Ring arcing across the west plays it's game with ruining the mood.

Off in the distance, the constant activity of the Kennedy Grand Launch SpacePort, as Shuttles and Pods laden with cargo rise upon consistent plumes of angry red. This reflects off the distance into the Atlantic Ocean, as a mirror version `dives' into the depths, as a vehicle rises. It's a cool evening, what after the mugginess of the day, spent along the beach just enjoying the moment to be together, after a three month absence due to negotiations between the Outer and Inner Systems of the Republic. Trade agreements are a bastard.

As a sleet of meteors plummet harmlessly by, with all traffic diverted aside from the Launch Corridor of the nearby SpacePort, (for some two hundred or so kilometers that is,) Al keeps track of the brightest of the meteors, meaning ones that might survive to landfall, though no more than as pebble sized. Only six so far.. “Quiet year.” Terrai remarks, mirroring Al's thoughts.

Al could always count on his Father reading what he was doing, in most cases. This was a harmless endeavor for such. “Must be petering out finally. Or mining is being harsher than legalized.”

Terrai chuckles, appreciating his developing son's like mind. “I'll have to investigate that for you my Son.”

The two chuckle a good bit, as a `really' bright one passes. “Ah. Seven.”

“Eight. One off the left...” Terrai adds, and Al looks with a look of surprise. “..and low too I guess, might skip off the atmosphere.”

“Don't think the Ring is in any danger this year Dad?” Al asks, and gets a shake of the head. “The gravity shielding should suffice this year, even with the next upgrade in progress. Your Mother will be fine with your Sisters.” Terrai adds, knowing his Son's real worry, as the rest of the Family was returning from Jupiter Station, from a day trip to the Europa Museum, about anytime now in fact.

“Cal was going to show me some real DNA chit-snaps of Gardon anatomy. I never really have gotten to see such up close.”

Al's facet of subject, defers to a non ill train of thought, as more to a blunt and plain curiosity. His mind then decides to mull over what a Gardon would be like in person. The tales of a humanoid feline creature, lent to a more innocent mindset with this Terran. Terrai notes this, and.. “If you wish, you can accompany me on a quick tour I will be taking soon to the Outer Rim. There may be traders of the Gardon Trading Cartel there, though it may be sparse to catch a glimpse.

Al looks over, just after a ninth sighting, as he glances with... uncertainty. “Th.. that'd... be interesting. Though, wouldn't I just get in the way? Remember that trip when I was eight?”

Terrai haughts a good laugh from that one, such is the wit Aleaic has begin to display as of late, however muted in public it has been. “Don't worry. Governor Clist still retained his seat on Planet Haba-III, though he had to purchase a new garment for the election speech.”

Al moans and half sighs, as his younger `persona' was the cause of a `most' embarrassing situation, this as Terrai was on a campaign support run with his friend of half a mellennia: Clist Drakma, whom was the candidate of the Colony Party, verses candidate Diana Sectran of the Terran Party. At the time, the sight of Al setting `sick' over the ambassador and his candidate friend, with a loose table cloth edge `helping' as Al tripped, made for a definite `snap shot' around the Sphere.

This though turned the corner in Clist's favor, as his opponent, apparently not a family oriented person, made comments soon after about Clist's handling of children, which to, the voters promptly `responded' a short month later.

Never doubt the effect of fate, Terrai said after. And of dry cleaning's advances.

Al almost loses himself when he thinks of all this. “At least Clist got away `clean'. My classmates heckled the ying-yang out of me when I got back to school. *Sigh.* Not sure another `trip' would be a good thing.” Al turns a shade reserved, saddened even. A lot in a youthful life, where you were of such a high ranking family, and those of the rival families saw you as a weak link, made for an uncomfortable youth.

This what Loran did so `effectively' for a month after the incident, leading Al to get into an eventual fight, and subsequent `lecture' from his Father next to him. Justice was apparently not a term children are allowed to use, even in these supposedly `enlightened' times.

“Nah. I think I'll stay and enjoy a run to New York or someplace when you head off Dad.” Al lowly returns to his Father, whom sees a bit of depression setting in. The whole fact of this trip Terrai was conducting, was to get Al away from his child role woes, and forget for awhile, as a number of instructors suggested. But Terrai saw something else that might be useful. It lay within something Jeain told him the week before. “I don't think your Grandfather would agree with that decision.”

Aleaic stifles a groan. “How come you make me sound like him so much Dad? I'm `not' him, you know.”

“Indeed. But he had a childhood much like yours. You should not count yourself as the only.. um... human... that has gone through your current trials, and not have to hide from such as a result even. Or are your fears more than your curiosity about meeting alien sentients?”

Aleaic reacts as anticipated, as he looks to his Father with a longing look, laden with fear of loosing such a chance, if one ever came across.. “N... no Dad... I just... I don't want to...”

“It'll be a simple trip to Norim Spinward Rim, a week back and forth, while I look to economic reports. Plenty of time to possibly see a Gardon, and maybe.. who knows, meet one.”

Al's mind reacts as anticipated again, as a dreamy look plays across his eyes, reflected of a number of meteors playing across his lenses. The whispers of awe from others nearby are drowned out in Al's teenage mind. “Meet one?”

Terrai smiles. “And to help me out with paperwork. My portable keeps acting up on me, and you're the expert of the family on that criteria. I'd even pay you a small penance to help. All that, and a certain `chance'. And that I believe, would be better, than another trip to stuffy old New York. Correct?”

Al smiles despite himself, as New York `was' stuff as such. Course a city of one billion tended to make things 'cramped', even with skyscrapers mixed Geo-City Superscrapers and Geodomes that rose to heights not even God could knock down so easily. (If he knew then in fact.) Not much there was a surprise to Al anymore, having traveled there, along with Paris, London, Tokyo, many others alone, when desire to be alone suited him. The benefits of free travel around a populated world, (and effective security unseen.)

He wouldn't be going this time at that. “That.... would be neat Dad.”

“It's a date then.”

Al then suprises his Father with the next question, as a meteor crosses paths with another in a cross stitch. “What was it like, to meet the Gardon for the first time?”

Terrai looks over with muted surprise. Apparently he is getting more than expected from this `key' he used. Al is allowing his defenses to fall for once. He then looks at Al softly... “In a political sense, it could have gone... `much' better. In a discovery sense, up to the point the Gardon became hostile. It... was something I still remember. Why do you ask?” Terrai counters, not really knowing what to say about a situation that dredged into an ugly state quickly. The intent of the query is clear though.

“M... maybe... it's silly Dad... but maybe, someday, I'd like to meet a new alien race for the first time. You know?” Al asks, looking out at the sea, glinted with meteor reflections for time to time. Terrai nods. Al just continues, leaning upon the Pier railing of aged wood, sprinkled here and tether with `gifts' from the gulls about in the daylight hours. “I think it'd be.. well.... magical to greet a new race for the first time. I mean, the Gardon can't be the `only' other race out there. That'd be a waste of so much up there. There's `got' to be more races out there. Friendly too I hope. And.... I want to meet one someday. Maybe even be the first to do so.”

Al has a terribly innocent smile across his face, as Terrai looks with mixed reaction to Al's admission. He looks down, and realizes this is the first time Aleaic opened himself this far with him. It fills him with selfish feelings of a father not wanting his child to grow up, and as a elder that is proud of what his Son is turning into, muted and introverted as he still may be.

One day. “If that happened.. I hope I will be there to assist you in doing so. That'd be the day I'd be most proud of you, Aleaic my son.”

Al feels a patting hand of his Father, as they simply turn to watch the stars continue to fall. They only return home in the light of early dawn, just talking all that time.

And something that would add to the future.

--------

“~ Wow. ~”

Al looks over at Sasami, as the others watch with awed reverence. “Yeah, guess I was silly back then.”

“~ No you weren't. ~” Tsui leaps to be the first to defend away Al's jest. “~ To dream is the most cherish ability a mortal can have. What else can give you so much, to drive your hopes and skills upon, than something that is only a wisp, but holds more strength than steel? ~”

Aleaic smiles to Tsui's wise advice. Jeain looks to her husband. “I didn't know there was a female version of you dear.” Terrai looks back with a blank stare. “Neither did thou myself.”

Kalacakra only rolls her eyes, but Inryoku is openly crying in the anime style.. “~ *sniff sniff..* Thou was so sweet mortal. ~” Kalacakra just groans. “~ Emotional Thea. ~” Which Inryoku raspberries back unto.

“~ So. Did you get to meet a Gardon? ~” Tenchi asks, interested in that part of the tale. Aleaic surprises the Dimensionals with a simple nod. “Yep. And by luck it was a young Kefl of one of the Gardon Traders of quite decent rank. His name was Nien Ora Micn`ic, and when I met him, he was with his `own' father, and I got to see the Gardon from the moment we got to Polaris-V Station. Not the only time I got to spend with them, a bunch actually, as the trading Clan for the Sector was there to cement a trade pact with the Polaris Authority at the time.”

Terrai just sips his drink. “The Sphere traders still bemoan that set of talks.” ..which Jeain just pats Terrai's head comically.

“~ You never told us about this. ~” Mihoshi says despite, as even Kiyone is along the same wavelength. Al chuckles. “Never asked.”

The Dimensionals smirk at once, and look at Ket `at once'. “Hey! He's `your' Sensei, not mine!” This gets a giggle from Cal and Luriena, whit Keturia blanches. “Aw come on!”

Aleaic just alludes. “They're not really a feline humanoid, rather, a hybrid human with feline characteristics, with the ears and such, and `two' tails, actually. They stand as tall as a human does, and their hands are tipped in claws, though the digits are more human like. They have manes that run their entire back, which adorns their garbs of clothing that could make for shrine robes for a Eskimo sect, though not as heavy. Apparently the Gardon Homeworld is an Ice Age type world at the moment. Not a tropical paradise to be sure, even now. Such conditions breed hostility and distrust, though `how' they gained space travel is uncertain. At least we took much of the fight out of them in their wars against us.” Al comments, Terrai then nods. “Against `us' anyway, though whom else they know of, is a secret they are trying to put with their peace proposals.”

Al blinks.. “Well. That would help. Anywho... the Gardon also sport these `fur spines' along their forearms, which make them look real wicked, though Nien hadn't grown them yet, so I wasn't as afraid of him. On even just meeting, we found out quickly we both shared friendly feelings. The Trade Master my Father talked to was more gruff, but kids apparently are still kids, usually. We were just curious of each other.”

Al goes into a bit of reflection, and Tsui sees it in his eyes. “After we met, we found out were weren't very much different from each other. We played games and told stories that were quite similar from our respective childhood's. We did this for the whole week I was there, as we told each other about our favorite games and stuff like that. I also found out the Gardon, even the kids apparently, were stronger than humans. I found out plenty of times, as Nien would pin me down everytime we wrestled.”

“Ooooh?” Terrai suddenly injects... “You told `me' those bruises were from just playing.” Aleaic catches himself, and chuckles back meekly.. “Um... well..... I... I told the truth... sorta...”

“~ *Tsk tsk...* ...fibbing. For shame. ~” Achika quips simply, which draws a bland look from Al.. “Yeah yeah... so? Besides, it all made me realize that humans weren't just the only ones out in the stars to expand. There were others out there to be met, and of such, Nien related something similar to me at the time too. Call it one of those `sharing the universe' or speak moments. Wish the word was more relevant here and all, on our worlds.”

Tsunami can't help, but be envied a tic. Her love having done something that special and her not being there to witness it. “~ Marvelous. ~”

“And effective. I finally had something to gloat a bit over when I got back home, which made my tenure in school `much' easier after that. The souvenirs Nien gave me, probably were as impressive to my classmates, as were the ones I gave Nien for his `clan kins'.”

“Even I was envious.” Ket readily admits, as Al smiles to his elder Sis. Cal just moans. “Lucky stiff of a sod.” Washu and Funaho just trade a glance for their own of moment reason. Al just trails off. “Wouldn't mind another shot like that.” ..and feels a loving hand to accent this moment.

Terrai then interrupts on cue. “Well. Now I believe we are to the point of this discussion. And why I am here.”

Al looks back over with the same `look' as before. “Is there a `new' race after all, out there Father?”

Terrai becomes cryptic. “If you wish to find out, I have a scheduled meeting with the Admiralty in a couple of weeks. After that, I head out for the Nadir Rim, and.. well... you'll just have to come along to find out.”

Caladeni and Alusair just quips. “Aw man! You're spoiling him!” ..which garners an infamous Jeain finger waggle. Al though has a pensive look in reaction! “But.... but the wedding...”

“...can be conducted before the honeymoon, which may attest to more in this case.”

Al looks more dour, seeing the `route' this is steering towards. “What about my job? Just dumping it seems... well, rude.”

“It may still be here, when you return. Though by then, a career change may occur.”

Aleaic turns a shade stony.. “Uhuh. Um... and, um... how long do I have to consider this?”

“Like I said: two weeks. Period.”

Terrai notes the heavy churning of emotions on his Son's face, as Tsui and the others immortal can `feel' such. “A problem?”

“Uh... just... two weeks... huh?”

Al inside, on one hand, (not Tenchi..) ...is worried about what `now' is the intent of the Placement. This is the whole point all along, as apparently to `train' Al as a replacement or such. It didn't take much to see where this was eventually leading towards.

But the other hand.. (not Tenchi..) ..the chance to live an actual dream. This at the consequence of leaving behind everything here he and his companions helped build. It's not a small pill to swallow. “Doesn't feel very long actually.”

“I understand. But do know I believe that this may be the place for you. And unto of your judge of character, I am usually right. This place is the rare enough of it's own accord, but I `was' correct about the trip to Polaris, was I not?” This Terrai imposes, which Al reactively nods, yet inwardly `disturbed' by this. He then looks over at Tenchi, seeing one that was already in something like this before. Being chosen for a position, and not really `asked' if he felt he truly ever `wanted' it.

No wonder Tenchi considered this mortal as akin in vein to their own situations. Tenchi smiles in reflex when Al thinks this.

“I... will think upon it.” Al finally ekes out. Terrai sighs, sensing resistance to this ideal, as a lot of roots have taken hold in his short time here in Japan. While Ket already knew when she told the others last night, Terrai indeed does not wish to separate Al from his new family, even if it means less time together. Partially, Terrai is trying to create a `family' trip of sorts, though of this type may prove problematic.

A First Contact situation, does not lend to a family picnic rather naturally. (And after the Gardon debacle, things would be nigh stringent to be blunt.) Terrai just acquiesces as intended anyway. “We will reside here in your home for a week, before I must return to my duties to prepare. If you wish to come, I will relate all required of knowledge. But only if, due to security concerns, if you agree. But trust moi, you will not be disappointed in any vein when you agree.”

Al blinked at that, and knew he'd cave in. The offering was `too' palatable as it was, and his look to Tsui seemed to echo that. (The only thing separating Tsui from a pure mirror, was bodily warmth.

Among other sensations.)

“Oh... and I wanted to show you something as well.” Terrai then smiles, and makes Al look back ala confused. “A gift?”

“Housewarming type.” Jeain says.

At that, the parents look at each other with a nod, and simply rise and head out the front hatch, simple as that. The others as expected, follow with natural inquisitiveness. Outside, a `surprise' indeed awaits them.

-----

*High above.*

It was CLOSE! What with the Hand and The Father HIMSELF a mere hundred yards from their position, such was that nearly drove their demonic souls to a heavenly state, so `white' as unholy sheets they were.

But after enough of a while, they returned to their stake out, as Nagi kept keeping tack of the converses inside, as a Hex Bug was planted under their very couch, the ones the nimrod parents occupied. Such was, the touching story that the Demon of Hunters discerned..

With an ulcer. “{{~ What a load of crap! ~}}”

Minagi as usual, just whittles scorch marks into a branch. “{~ Sounded interesting to me. Even if it `is' nauseating. ~}”

“{{~ And a Demon of the Gamma you are, for that kind of though. Weak and pitiful. ~}}” (Yep, Nagi's still number one. =--= ..) “{{~ But I devise we have something to work with, what with the Mortal's resistance to this.... expectation. ~}}”

To Demon Agent Nagi, to see a Soul wrench itself like that what Al is doing, makes it weak against corruption. The presence of the twin Goddesses, has also caused stress in the perfect `world' of the Mortal. It is enough to proceed with her next planned phase at last. “{{~ Time to get `them' to work. Hey useless! Call them to get their act in gear! ~}}”

Minagi looks dryly at Nagi. “{~ How come `I' have to call them?! Even Kagato is riled with those two! Hell, they scare me to drink Heaven mead! ~}”

Nagi snarls comically. “{{~ I don't CARE if they slit you and disembowel you utterly, as a hobby! The plan requires them, and you WILL call them my `servant'. Or do I have to extrude your entrails. ~}}” ...such not a question.

Minagi groans, and secretly... “{~ Fine. Just keep them away from me, alright? ~}” ...wishes the same to happen to her `boss' kneeling across from her. She `badly' wishes to be back with her `Father' Yakage, if just to be near the `home' fires again. The three months on Earth has been a pain in the arse with this one. The sooner they drag Aleaic into Hell, the better for her, so Minagi thinks.

The better is if Nagi is `accidentally' nulled by an `accident' of some kind, prior to returning to Hell Core. Nagi `wouldn't' be missed quite bluntly. She then uses that to `call' into a Demon powered Cellular, D`West `company' owned, and calls into the Mercenary Branch.

“{~ Yep. It's damn time. ~}”

----------

*Below.*

“Where'd THIS come from?!?! *LOL!* .”

Al's question lies with the sight of a large tree now standing upon the grassy ground. “What? Don't like it?” Jeain asks in response.

“Like it?

........like it?

................it............... it's a Palm Tree!!”

“Indeed.” Terrai quips with a smile, which makes Al scratch his head. The Dimensionals as a WHOLE are totally uncertain what this is about. “~ Strange gift. ~” (Ayeka)

“{~ Does it burn well? ~}”

“~ *Simmer* How drool a question demon. ~” Ayeka slits her eyes at Ryoko, and said looks back.. “{~ Hey, it's wood! I'm curious. ~}”

“~ It looks cheery to me. ~” Mihoshi says next, and Tenchi looks from Mihoshi to the new Tree. “~ Yeah... now that you mention it, it `does' look charming. ~”

Ryoko and Ayeka catch this, and immediately change their stance.. “~ It's BEAUTIFUL! ~/{~ SWELL TREE AL! ~}” ..which to Al shakes his head blandly. “I'll agree, once I know what this is about.”

Tenchi meanwhile is scratching his head with the last tryst Ayeka and Ryoko pulled. “~ This doesn't sound good. ~” Mayuka gives a comically, baleful look. “~ My Mothers are so strange. ~” ..which Tenchi chuckles to. “~ Hey! ~/{~ Hey! ~}” Ayeka and Ryoko defensively yelp.

Terrai then looks at the tree, and.. “What? You don't remember the tree we planted when you were one year old?”

“EH!?” Al stammers! “How would I remember that!?!”

Cal giggles a bit hard. “He doesn't remember eating the mud either I guess.” ..which Al endures a giggling tirade. “Can I just get an explanation... *pained look...* ..before my head shrinks from embarrassment?”

Terrai chuckles. “Dear.” Jeain takes the cue. “Remember the stories about the trees we planted for each and every one of you kids?”

Al again spikes his head up. “Oh yeah. So this is my big fat birthday tree huh?”

“And we want you to have it here, planted where you can see it grow further.” Jeain adds. Al looks with a uncertainty. “Uh... but... what about home? This thing must have left a `big' hole...”

“...that, a Japanese Cherry tree now occupies.” Terrai completes, which Al has to keep gagging from surprise! “It does!? But.... but why?”

“A reminder. So as we both, on the opposite sides of the globe, can remember each other daily, for whatever reason. It seemed fitting, since that this is obviously going to be your permanent home now, rather than you ever really coming back to Coral Springs. It doesn't seem fitting, now that you are a family headmaster now.

So this is the next best thing.”

Al can't help but appreciate the logic behind this. Even with the `Placement' unleashed, his Parents were still concerned about his place he called home. If they went `this' far to infer to such, it meant more than just gardening. “Wow. I'm touched.” Al then looks worriedly. “I just hope I don't get a coconut on the head one morning.” Al quips amusingly, which to Tsui behind starts laughing heavily.

Then Al does something only one other may have expected, and it's not Tsui added actually. He starts to laugh too. “*Light chuckle... and growing.* ...'this' I couldn't have seen coming by ANY stretch. So... *lol* ...does Ket have to have her Tree moved here too?”

Jeain smirks.. “Depends on how long she takes to `settle'.”

Keturia, rather than be mad about that, fingers her nose.. “Um... that may come sooner than you guys think.” ..that makes Al look over in surprise. “Eh? Who?”

Ket just flusters defensively. “Never you mind. I think it's a `great' gift Mom and Dad.”

Jeain wants to drill more, but Terrai defuses all that quickly. “If I may suggest, the Garden over there would be a marvelous place.” He so points.

Al looks and blinks. “Okay.”

Suddenly... “~ WE'LL GET IT!!!!!! ~” ...as a pair of goddess freight-ton movers STORM past Al, as they reach the tree first!! “~ Don't you worry Mortal! We'll show you what we can do!!! ~”

“~ Oh for the love of Heaven, Nay Inryoku!! NAY!!! ~” Tsunami YELPS!! Al though sees an image of an ash pile quickly... “My baby tree.”

“~ WE'LL GET IT BACK FOR YA SENSEI!!! ~”

The voice belongs to a suddenly uniform clad Washu, with a Dimensional `army' all around her, all clad in combat fatigues, camo face paint, and armed and decked out the immortal Ying-yang, in strange super and melee weaponry!! Even the Class-two's have mini-helmets on, with a carrot `club' each! Exacerbating things is Mayuka, whom holds a oversized battle banner, like in those ancient remake-modern Samurai flicks!! Al `YIPES' despite.. well, not really, just naturally.. of himself!!! “AHH!!! THE RESIDENCE JUST GOT REPAIRED YESTERDAY!!!!!! NO!! STOP!! I BEG OF YOU!! AWWW, NOT YOU `TOO' TSUI!!!!!!!! AGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”

“~ TO THE ENEMY TROOPS!!!!!! ~” Washu suddenly Commands!!! Al just facevaults, and then leaps up as the `army' STORMS off after the Twins! The other present Kerensky's watch with big fat teardrops, as Aleaic scrambles after them all!

Jeain just bluntly remarks. “Heaven must be one `nutty' place.”

Ket sighs. “No. It's Al that brought the nuttiness out of them. They're all TOO natural about this stuff.” She says with drooped shoulders, as the Gardens are a ruined wreck when all is said and done.

(Oh, and Takamisi won the Pot today. =--=;;;;;;; )

------

*At present... (1910 Hrs.)*

“*Sigh...* ...at least the Tree lived.”

Both still sit upon the hill ledge, Tsunami leans her head over Al's right shoulder, such is her perfect flexibility, that she meets Al's muted eyes. “~ I think your parents gave you the perfect gift. Now I know where to have our ceremony. ~”

Aleaic's eyes lighten up some, as does his smile. “Perfect, if you say so. Coincidental at that.”

They both stare for a bit, and share a tender kiss, and then only break it, due to the strain they both still feel. It's been a ruckus for them both this day. From Aleaic and his cellular, to Tsunami's infighting with the `very' ones that she once made a deal with, back to Al having to find out the intent his Father had for his `Placement', ala again to Tsunami having to guard her beloved from the `constant' advances, and `help' from the terrorizing duo.

At least the Palm Tree found a new, albeit CHAOTICLY planted home, amid about everything else around it, razed and sundered.

Aleaic meanwhile just has to keep up with new excuses for the Tekomi Hardware people, though the `nice doing business for ya..' bit, comes with a lecherous and greedy grin, each and EVERY time they come. *cha-CHING!!* It's getting old. Al leans his migrained melon upon Tsui's silken head. So soft, Al almost feels like falling asleep there, though Tsunami wouldn't mind a nap either. Al however blurts out. “I just don't get it. Why didn't you guys get Recalled when I broke the secret? Or at least get a lightning bolt up my ass?”

Tsunami snickers and rubs her nose on Al's cheek, remarking simply. “~ One. It's your immediate family, not a perfect stranger. Blood relatives tend to take things better, than simply friends, or less. We can make tolerances based on judgement criteria.

And Two: Tenchi said that we didn't need to go, simply because a few knew of our secret. In fact, strange as it may sound, there is only a rule for such, if a client no longer wishes a Dimensional to remain, so long as a Wish has been granted. ~”

“Explains those `two' then. Bad upload there man.”

Tsunami groans, which unintentionally warms Al's blood a bit. “~ Explains more than that. Kalacakra and Inryoku are famous for instilling Wishes in such a way, that they believe they garner `points' for it, rather than truly for the benefit of the agent they serve. The problem is that Wishes are not an enforceable morality trait, more just a commandment from a client, and no more. There are no real rules for Representatives to act, other than to see to the best needs of a client. Most of us have instilled a natural need to see the client is happy with `whatever' result they ask for.

But Inryoku and Kalacakra? They are the apparent exception, and since they haven't done any `lasting' harm to a client, other than some of the worst cases of limping ever known...~” ..this makes Al's breath shallow... “~ ..and a few strange accidents that made clients more, cherishable, by an object of affection they seeked.

Afterwards, they usually only get `recommendations' for future conduct, ones they usually listen to, and file dump the next clock cycle. ~” Tsunami adds a groaning chuckle to this last, which Al takes as a beautiful sound. “~ So now, it's this that you have to deal with......... as....... *weak groan..* ..as you promised you would. But I am `so' sorry that this happened. Washu should have told me sooner about all this. I never expected the Band to cause this much grief. I... I never expected... ~” Al notes Tsui's tone, and stops this train, by a warm kiss on Tsui's neck, such is her content moan that escapes, that sees Al succeed.

He then responds... “I accepted this the moment I made that Wish. And never would I change anything up to this point, or in the future. But I `do' have doubts, to be honest.”

Tsunami leans up, and moves to kneel around to look at Al level and direct.. “~ What doubts? ~”

Al looks at Tsui's rose eyes, glistening of the world reflected in them, then looks down. “~ You.... you don't want me to stay? ~”

Al SNAPS his head back up!! “NO! Nonononono! It's not that! It's more... well... and while it all sounds fantasy like to believe otherwise, it's the fact, that `I' will one day be the one to leave you, my only love. There's no way to deny, my mortality, and your perfect immortality.” Al looks level at Tsui.

“~ I... I know. But I `believe' in otherwise, or I never would have come here to grant your Wish. ~”

Al takes Tsui's hand.

Al just sighs. “Also not sure how to deal with those two. I `really' don't want their Wish. I already have one you know.”

Al started to feel the nuzzling turn more affectionate.

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*Just below.*

Terrai, after deciding upon a long walk to clear his head, as well as to take in the breathtaking scenery, comes upon the hill that two lovers occupy. When he reaches near apex, he notes the voices.

“.........................*listening...* ......”

The words are flowing of a truth, that even Terrai dared not face, coming from the words of his Son. To face such a eventuality, it a trait of true courage, he decides to himself. It was there, when he stood there at that negotiation table, the `symbol' of his Father Aragoni, a youth `too' young to be put in such a position. It both made him grow, despite the elder hating it even now in long off memory.

Indeed he grew up, but not without scars. When he grew old enough to understand past the embers of emotion, it was a courage he found that took place there, that he decided to not face again. Instead, he hoped do better for his Son, however harsh and repetitive is has been.

A crime of a Father, bearing a better fruit, for things even `he' couldn't face.

While Jeain may always forgive him, he `doesn't', and will take that to his eventual passing, however and whatever the `afterlife' ends up being, now more revealed to him that he ever `expected' to learn. Such a strong Son, to be his own vein, as Terrai himself is in his own. All strengths and weaknesses equal out in a fair world. The world is hardly fair.

Nor the Heavens, if words come across from above correctly. He stops and simply listens, knowing he won't be noticed until the right time.

As with all things.

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“But I also know, that the Wish cannot give me immortality. And... nor do I wish for it. Not yet anyway, this I still feel with cold hard truth.”

Tsunami is growing a touch scarred. “~ But our lives have only begin Aleaic my beloved. Do not plan the eventuality, but savor the time we have together. There's too much time to intercede with, this I `know' of. ~”

“Depending on two things.” Tsunami looks upon this with confusion.. “~ Which be? ~”

“Well for one, if I was `so' content with you as my only love and need, `why' did that cellular call Tokimi here back then? And now today with Kalacakra and Inryoku? Is there something in my heart that is trying to tell me something isn't content? It.... is petrifies me that... that..... ..I may be holding a secret from you, that `I' don't even realize. If it was the Hex Port again, maybe I wouldn't be so worried, but not even this Band should have to cause this kind of situation, a second time? I... I feel I'm being unfaithful in front of you, and don't even realize it?

And worse, second: that Report.”

Tsunami looks down. She gets the idea coming from Al's feelings. “If they are constantly looking upon all this, before a declaration of some sort is made, then the events of the last two days make us look BAD together. If... if so... I may be unintentionally driving you away without knowing it. If the Band is driving up my intangibles, this all may explain it.

And lose you of me as a result, worse than what Kagato did.”

Tsunami strokes Aleaic's hands, clasping her mind over each and every word and syllable. Her face shows a deep concern, that logic of her own cannot simply dissipate. The Report, after all, is out of her own hands. And may very well take away Al's from her. “~ If so. It is all unintentional, for not all we do is always good and just, when we intend it. Sometimes bad things happen when we try too hard, or simply because fate enforces such.

Father's will is absolute, and his creations of things we cannot always fathom, can cause good and ill, such is our combined lot. But we `are' in control enough, despite all that, to keep making those decisions, and with them, shape our lives, however imperfect we are as a result. Act and consequence go hand in hand, as we will do in life, if you are brave enough to take such a risk with me, my `one' love. ~” Tsui puts with a gentle, yet confident tone. The mortal agency smiles, despite his worries. “And about my eventual fate? I can't guarantee much, still..” Al keeps allaying, as Tsui strokes Al's hands more. “~ And I said I came too `far' to just lose you so easily. We've been through too much. Now... are we in agreement? ~”

Aleaic chuckles. “'I', say Yea to thus. To have survived what we accomplished, should have stopped me from asking those questions and fears. I though had to admit them, and now will fight harder to keep you. And I already stormed Heaven once to get you back, I think I know the directions to get there again, if needed.”

Al's disarming smile, melts Tsui's heart. “~ I love you so immortally much. ~”

“Ditto.”

Tsui cocks an eye.. “~ `Ditto'? That's romantic for ya? ~”

“Not compared to this.”

Al leans the best kiss he can muster, which Tsui catches herself unto, and pulls herself into `very' quickly. “(~ Oh, I `like' this style. ~)”

“(Oh... I `see'.)” Al quips through the kiss.

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Terrai chuckles. “(Lovers agree so readily. But these are allies of this game, rather than just passengers.)”

“~ Agreed. ~” Terrai notes the voice, but does not react to Tenchi's sudden presence, as he's too danged old for that kind of emotionalism. “Did my Son overreact as I imagined he did, when you souls did that trick?”

Tenchi chuckles. “~ Only the first few times I believe caused conniptions. Though I blame him not. ~”

“And where be what may, was your course of vector, prior to here?” Terrai in his own way asks. Tenchi smiles. “~ Along the hill overlook, with my Mother. She wanted to ask me about something before dinner.

We hope you will stay, with your family. Sensei compliments my Mother and my Sister Sasami's cooking so much, you guys have to try it too. ~” Tenchi lauds for her immediate family. Strange that Tenchi is the only one of his `clutch' that can't cook quite as well. He takes up the political and power departments instead, in stride.

Terrai looks amusingly on this. “Be sure we will come, if nothing more than to see my Son's reactions, given how he is elsewise. A meal after today would be splendid nonetheless.” Terrai puts, looking back at the upper hill ledge. Tenchi nods, but doesn't mention, that his Mother Achika, while walking with him outside, was `also' cooking with Sasami inside! Woo, talk about multi-tasking. =^^=

Just then, a harsh and demanding voice from below floats up, in a Greco tone, and as if like a speeding vehicle at that, so blaring it `twas. Tenchi just moans. “What IS it with that goddess? How come she won't stop this behavior? ~”

Terrai looks at the one named the Hand, as a normal person, and comments. “If I may. It seems that your `Sensei' has found ways to deal with these trials. Trust that he may do so again. Everything of fate, as a place and reason, with rhyme, whether melodious, or crude. His seems to be of dealing with you all, as was mine with the Gardon.”

Tenchi nods.. “~ If I didn't know better, and as such said to your Son, you were the voice that our Holy Father prefers most to speak through. ~”

“Such a compliment. Flattery for loyalty I will reward you with.” Terrai bows, and then gets the same from Tenchi. Just then.. *Phase* “{~ Oh! And here the lover boy is found. ~}”

“~ Nice to see you too Ryoko. ~”

Terrai can't help but blink. “I know a few Generals that would `die' for that there ability.”

“{~ Sorry, not for sale. ~}” Ryoko raspberries. “I imagined.” Terrai chuckles.

Tenchi though looks in surprise! “~ By Heaven, YOU refraining from selling your powers?! ~”

Ryoko balefully responds. “{~ Blame Sensei. He put a `rule' about all that about a year ago. Like I would actually do such a thing here. Kinda annoying, what when you get one to ask, then others keep a coming. Really tends to kill the night-life scene, you know? ~}” Ryoko puts with a twirl of the hand. Tenchi keeps chuckling, as Terrai adds his. “My Son apparently is wise.”

“{~ 'Very'. ~}” Ryoko colors annoyed, looking the other way.

Then from below, the voices of two other mates of the Hand approach. “{~ Maaaaaaaaan. Can't I snare and keep a moment alone with you, just once today? ~}”

Tenchi smiles, and whispers a bit lower. “~ But tonight would be better. No? ~” ..as Tenchi catches Ryoko off guard with, whom smiles slyly.. “{~ My, I didn't realize the Demon Portfolio of Seduction had found it's way to you. ~}” Ryoko croons. Terrai just lightly coughs and `looks' elsewhere.

“~ Close enough. For later then? ~”

Ryoko contentedly nods her head. “{~ A `good' ride it will be. ~}”

“~ Only if `we' get some later too! ~” Mihoshi `beats' Ayeka to the punch with. “~ That... that was crude Beta Mihoshi! But I agree. ~” Ayeka's comment causes a facevault of the other Dimensionals among this spot, with Terrai enjoying this camaraderie. “I feel envy of my Son, such colors you all display.”

Just then, Sasami's voice echoes, as she appears in a cheery blossom teleport funnel. “~ ..::'come on guys'::... dinner is almost ready you all know! Achika will be mad again if you are late! ~”

A small chorus of `yeah yeah's' comes from the other Dimensionals again, and Terrai is starting to see some of the `charm' this place holds. Just then, a long horn sound floats from the road below, as... “~ Oh, Tasha and the others are here! ~” Sasami cheerfully comments. Terrai chuckles moreso, upon such a cheery display.

And then a *screech* from below, signals a certain long, raven haired goddess appearing outside the front hatch below, her tiny form waving MADLY at the approaching convoy below. Sasami and Tenchi teardrop. “~ Mother is so emotional. ~” Sasami dryly quips.

“~ Well. At least she's happy for once, though the teenage lover bit is getting overdone, really. ~” Tenchi levels, with the other Dimensionals nodding in simult with. Terrai has to stifle a laugh there as well.

“~ So, has Sensei come up for air yet? ~” Tenchi then asks, and Sasami, whom shakes her head. “~ You know, I think the word `vacuum' is not meant for just Outer Space. Feeling it makes me want to... um... cook, yes.. cook.. Hehehehe. ~” Sasami defensively puts, as Ryoko is even surprised. “{~ I feel for the bloke that has to get you someday. Just like Tenchi will `feel' tonight. ~}” Tenchi suddenly goes more to his usual manner. “~ R.. Ryoko.. not in public this much! ~”

Ayeka snarls! “~ Mannerless Demon, can't hold back such comments in public. ~”

“{~ What?! I'm `me', and I like it like that! *Rubbing Tenchi a `bit' too low..* And this too. ~}”

“~ *YEEK!!!* RYOKO!! ~”

The screech startles Tsui and Al above, whom were trying for a Human Sphere record apparently. Tsui just snaps out. “~ Thanks a lot Brother!! ~”

“~ HEY!! It was HER, not ME Sis!!! ~” ..he points to a laughing Ryoko. (Ayeka just looks ready to floor her.)

Aleaic, still in a `cloud', then notes his Father below. “Ah? OH!! Ah... h.. how long........”

Terrai chuckles almost nonstop now. “Enough to know you are such a pair, that your Mother is falling in love with me, all over again in counter reaction.” Al just goes `whoooooooaaaa', and claps some. “Sweet download.” ..which to Tsui giggles heavily.

Just then.

And literally at the moment the Sun reaches the crest of the far western horizon at the sea line, a HUGE THNDERCLAP from a totally cloudless sky, SNAPS as a heavy Lighting Bolt `Arcs' unto the ground behind Tsunami and Aleaic!! The clap is SO loud, the air sound like melted glass that crackles apart a second later! The light generated seem to make the two's WIDE as ARSE eyes glow or shine from the shadows the rest of their bodies assume.

As it dissipates, with the electrically charged debris cloud of dust. “~F... Father.... just Commandeth his Will!! ~” Tenchi stutters out, which even Terrai is FREAKED out by!! So imagine Al's SHOCK!!! “SAY WHAT!?!?!

Again. Really! My hearing is GONE!!!” Al yelps, holding his ears comically, eyes spinning and all.

“~ Sorry beloved. Even we are not immune to That. ~” Tsunami moans, her own ears quite mending.

Then, as their hearing collectively returns, Washu and Funaho appear from below in funnel teleports of red cherry aroma flame, and glowing runes of Spells respectively. “~ Be WHAT was that ask I!? ~”

“~ Huh?! ~” The other present Dimensionals, aside from Funaho moan back. (Some of it still from hearing depravation.)

“I think she asked what just occurred.”

“~ Bingo! ~” Washu alludes to Terrai's expert mind. The others nod to Terrai, and direct groans at Washu.. “~ Just say it like THAT, will ya Washu?! ~” Tenchi responds for everyone else.

“(~ Father Commandeth, did he not just now? ~)” Funaho thought impresses, as Tenchi nods. “~ Indeed, and rarely has one been this Forceful!! ~” Tenchi says back to the Portfolio of Intelligence, before looking up the hillside. Above, Tsunami is already moving towards the impact point. Gingerly.

And suddenly, a terse moment later, SCOOTS back!! “~ It's.......... here. Heaven preserve. ~”

Aleaic looks from the `impact', to Tsui, and down to the others before back to Tsui. “What is milove?”

Tenchi phases up, and past Tsui, looking at the point just as he appears, and SCOOTS back just as readily as Tsunami did! “~ The... The Report is MADE!!! The Judgment is here. ~”

Al grows COLD, as Terrai looks on with worry. Enough was told about all this to the elder Sphere statesman, that this one `event' determined his Sons and possible Daughter-in-Law's fate together. If he could stop this as Terran Ambassador in capacity, he `WOULD'. As it is... “Lords help them.” Washu and Funaho behind Terrai nod in kind.

A few terse moments pass, and no movement. “So. Wha.. what do we do? We can't hide from this.” Al says. Tsunami takes Al's hand in reflex, terrified that this may be the final time they can do so. “~ I wish we could. So I wish selfishly. ~”

Tenchi isn't exactly moving either. “~ It's my fault. I was too blind to duty at the time to see what this may ultimately do. I'm sorry Sensei. ~” Tenchi responds, bows a submission bow to Aleaic. Al though only sighs. “Spilled milk needs no crying over. Though this broken glass bottle may cut deep as a result.” Al says, no ill towards Tenchi intended, as he brunts fate once again, and steps towards the impact point. Tsunami and Tenchi almost react by pulling Al back, but stop themselves, knowing better. (Barely though.)

“~ ::What...:: ...is going on?! ::~” Mayuka suddenly also arrives, a split `door' slit that opens and shuts in open air behind the others, the shimmer sound closing the portal effect. The light from it is strong as it shuts. “~ Mothers? ~” Mayuka asks, just before Ryoko shakes her head, with a `shhing' motion with her taloned finger. Looks to Ayeka and Mihoshi tell Mayuka to be meek here.

And when Al reaches the slightly smoldering spot.. “Smoky. Um... eh....? Looks like a data Padd terminal. Weird.” Al quips, as he hovers his hand over the plain gray and white electronic board display, the size of a mini-wall screen unit, all of one and a half meters diagonal. (Widescreen format one guesses.) The weight is deceptive, as the device is as light as a feather. The `real' weight resides in the emotional state. This Al gulps unto. “Well. Better see the results of three and a half years.”

Al then turns around, and as he faces the others, now all at the hill top ledge, he slides down to the others, as he recognizes a thumbprint activation node on the lower right hand corner. It occurs to him, that the intent of this medium is to utilize the device, in a style comfortable to work, if the intentions are hardly so on just comprehension. He presses the thumbprint scanner node. “There... Hehe, looks like a boot up of Micropowers 3002. Heh, background picture of Jurai Core too.” Al quips, as Tsui and the others hover in close. Soon many an eye is over Al's shoulder (and head...,) and many a `mind' below `listening' in. This even as Tasha keeps asking where Al is at to Achika at present.

Nobuyuki below notes the reserves expression on Achika's face, and doesn't add to this. Tasha is told `how' to act at that moment soon enough after.

Above, the `Boot' process finishes, and then a desktop `wallpaper' of swirling Angel feathers, around a glowing flare point of infinite light displays. Obvious a sign of The Father, which makes the Dimensionals quiver. “~ M... melodramatic, is He not?. ~” Ayeka cracks her meek voice to.

And then on the desktop program shell shown, is a few `required' icons for the Hard Drives, the mandatory Program folders, and a few inconsequential folders in the Jurai Core language, not meant or expected to be read. But one folder, glowing a soft white-gray, and actually sparkling a tic, is labeled: `~! The Report.. !~' (Literally.)

Aleaic knows `this' is the place to press his finger, and does so, with a light `gasp' from the immortals. “Uh... Please don't do that.”

“~ Sorry. ~/{~ Whatever. ~}” The others respond to appropriately. Al focuses to see a pair of `document' icons set in Folder directory. One is: `~! Tenchi's Report to the Core Council !~'

The other: `~! Council Judgment !~'

“Well. Been nice knowing ya.” Al puts, as he opens the second icon with his finger. The apparent celestial version of Wordspeak 3002 Application software loads, and then the Document itself. When so done, the Document is opened, shown in a stylized elder parchment of written upon format. Such a strange juxtaposition for this document, Al remarks to himself, thought the Dimensionals refrain a response.

The Title of the Document tells an ominous sign: `Summary End Judgment'.

Then a set of script runes for each of the Council members, including Funaho's and Misaki's.

And......... the One Sigil of Father. Which makes the document binding, whatever is read.

“~ Whatever we read, will instantly occur when we finish. If ill, I will no longer be here, and so neither with my brethren. ~” Tsunami warns. Al gulps, and looks at his Father, whom retains his neutral façade.

And then... knowing the consequences of fate at hand, starts to read.

“~ The fate and resolve of the Council is resolved to these parameters, in the detail of the Contract Wish emplaced upon the Alpha Goddess of Happiness: Tsunami, and the Mortal Agency known as Aleaic Kerensky.

The Judgment is based on the Report submitted by the Hand of the Father and Council, Lord Alpha Avatar Tenchi.

The Judgment is thus......... ~”

(End Part Eight (Version 8.2) ...)