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Aurelia Nakamiji
Acion Nakamiji


For a while, the silence began to settle in. And a person usually say, silence is the moment when people reflect on things. And he was right. Having nothing to talk about, he began biting himself again. People had been gentle to him about it, but he was still trying to digest the morality of his actions earlier on. People said he was smart, but still, survivor's guilt. In the end, he did assist in the rescue and relief of those Shadow Clan guys, but there may be still be people who judge him on one particular action rather than the outcome in general. He himself included.

He was crossing his arms in thoughts when his buddy called for him. He was...right. Acion had forgotten. He wasn't the only one reflecting upon himself and his strong morals. All of his friends were also having to deal with victimization, having to deal with something even greater than he did. And yet he was only caring about himself. He was a little too shallow here. In the end, it was them that he should continue to care about.

"While there is a reason why I can be happy for you, I'm not letting that happen."

With that said, he left the room before Roy. The moment his giant silhouette walked through the door, the three heroes, who were sitting and chatting among each other turned their attention. His older sister took to the steps, standing up and walking towards him.

"So how are your friends?" She asked.

"They're good. I guess they are still trying to get over what they had been through, but they look ok." He replied. "At least they aren't blaming me."

"Good for you. I hope you aren't going over it too much. Like how you did last time."

"I won't." He did his best giving a reassuring smile. Then, after noticing Roy walking back to his room, he suddenly remembered Takeshi, who probably was still under treatment. "I should check up on him too."

"Him? Oh, that guy?" Aurelia said. "Allow me to accompany. I owe him a favor."

"Owe?"

"He did theoretically save my life one moment." She replied, as the three others were a little surprised. "So I should make sure he is alright."

"Sure. It shouldn't be a problem." Acion answered as they both continued. But Acion was then called for again, as he halted in his tracks.

"Hey man." It was Albert. "It's getting a little late now. We'll be needed back in the city. So we'll be going." He stated before scrambling his hand in his pocket. "But I guess you should get this." He took out a small badge made of plastic, shaped like a spread pair of wings, and placed it on the young trainee's palm. "You can use it as reference to today's volunteering. It's mine, but I can always get another one."

"Good work today everyone. I'll see you later." The dragon-girl, Forte, gave a wave before leaving along with Albert.

Left alone, with his sister next to him, he looked at the badge he was given. A recognition. It was something to be said. Something that he was still trying to comprehend, but to some certain someone out there, he was recognized and commended. Perhaps with this, he should be patting himself on the shoulder instead.

"Let's go then." Acion said as the siblings entered Takeshi and Roy's hospital room, treading quietly as they approached.

@pkken@Aerandir
THOMAS LANCASTER

Theme Song - The Origins of Time - Johann Johannsson
Club Aether


Thomas blinked his eyes a few times. Get out of the way if it goes bad? Ok? He didn't really get what she was trying to say. Still, he had to admit, tea was a little uncommon in a pub. It wasn't his fault though. A certain someone was nagging him not to drink beers. And while he could drink it at a normal temperature, it would not taste as good anymore. And besides, it is an obligatory rule for any pubs to serve tea or coffee, even though it isn't served as much. The reason is simple, for people who couldn't stand alcohol, or could not consume it.

"I'd honestly like a change from my usual taste, but I simply don't wanna taste alcohol at normal temperature..." He replied to her tea comment, trying to turn the conversation away. "It's family tradition really."

But, without his intention, she suddenly switched to the woman on stage. Well, he'd agree. She did have a good voice, though the first few lines were a little awkward, perhaps due to stage fright. But eventually, she had one satisfactory, at the very least, and good, at the very most, performance there. If Thomas were to cross path with her, he'd give her a compliment. If she did.

Thomas intended to make some more casual conversations like this, this time perhaps making his identities clear, but before he could, someone else was, more proactively, making his way in, with his unique way of approach. For someone like Thomas, it was a little flirty for his taste. But nevertheless, a confident guy.

"I believe she is a programmer though." Thomas waited until he finished his sayings, looking at the pretty lady next to him. "I am a computer person, so I can recognize a peer with a glance."

"But anyway, it would be rude of me not to introduce myself properly. I am Thomas Lancaster. A pleasure to be meeting you in this pleasant club." At that moment, his tea came, with the bartender smiling lively. The dollar bill in his hand that was placed on his lap was then passed to the bartender. He was about to scramble for the change when Thomas simply and gently raised his hand.

"Keep the change." He said before taking the cup of tea. "Cheers"

@PrinceAlexus@Almalthia
THOMAS LANCASTER

Club Aether


"Hey, will you look at that?" Jeanie said, turning her eyes to the stage. "Someone's brave enough to make it for the mic." Then looked at Thomas from behind. "Would you like to shine up there?"

"I don't have a singing voice you know. I'd just make a fool of myself over there. The best I could do is some simple magic trick." He replied.

"Well, that would suffice, wouldn't it? It's an open mic after all." She nudged further.

"Anyway, -- cough -- before doing any of those things, I need a drink first." Thomas replied, pointing at the bar.

The ever out-going nurse shrugged her shoulder before noticing two young girls passing through the two of them, excusing themselves. Jeanie then proceeded after those ladies towards the bar, pushing this young man, sporting an orange suit, with his hand neatly placed on his lap, toward the bar.

"A pint of lager please." Jeanie said as she parked his wheelchair one seat away from one of the girls, before looking over to Thomas, who seemed a little indecisive.

"Make it two pints." So he just went with the flow. But then he was met with a disapproving scorn from his nurse.

"You know you're having a cough. Why are you even ordering cold beers? You shou-"

"Ok. Fine." He raised his voice a little, cutting her off, increasingly irritated with her controls over his diet. But then turned back to the bartender with the usual politeness and calmness taught to every members of his family. "Then a cup of hot tea please. Thank you. And my apologies."

For god's sake.

The bartender was not too concerned and rather giggled at the two quarreling, as he took their orders. As it was a little busy in the club, the bartender surely had to take his time. But surely, for Thomas, it was alright. He could be patient. On the while, he was looking around, paying attention to people nearby. And there was this young lady, with a significant contrast of skin tone and the hair that Thomas had rarely seen before. And to be honest, she was quite attractive, with that gothic style clothing. And she looked as frail as he does. It caught his eyes.

Knowing he was right nearby, and the moment she noticed, he took the opportunity to introduce himself.

"Hello." He said, quickly and simply.

@PrinceAlexus
THOMAS LANCASTER

Sol City Zoo


After a while, the zoo security had the hungry man taken away, presumably, then later confirmed in the newspaper, hospital. Damn he really wish that guy well. Life simply couldn't nurture everybody, is it? Thomas later part way with Sarah and Alex, with the hopes that they may meet again on the street somehow.


'If consciousness were to be replicated in a machine, then neurophilosophy would have to shift to the body instead of the mind. It is the perspective in which the conscious mind is made up in a form of a specific computation. How it is formed from the brain itself, if it is to be defined, it would be another direction, another dimension of space...'

If Thomas was to discover how this computation works and is formed, he would be treading on new grounds that he, and nobody else in this world, had never walked on before. Surely, there had been brilliant neuroscientists hypothesizing about the physical formulation of consciousness, but there were not enough sufficient proofs to soundly validate and revolutionize their work.

"Though what if we try to find a correlation between the brain's electromagnetic wave and how the brain saves data and information."

The neurons in our brains when interacting with one another would generate a certain sort of wave quite similar to a radio wave, but probably only a billionth of it in terms of strength. It was hard to measure, but the electromagnetism if traced down into its roots may uncover how we store information, like memories of certain past events. But our technology has not developed enough to compile those messages. It was barely enough to track down that there really are waves coming out of our brains.

Thomas removed the glass from his face as he sighed. If he simply waited out for those technology to arrive, then he would have become an old man by then. He need not wait. He could theorize the method instead. If he could develop enough mathematical support, it would suffice to say that it would open a lot of doors.

"I can only hope --cough-- that I can --cough-- take --cough cough--" His voice turned completely incomprehensible. He spent another few seconds in a violent fits of cough, trying to clear his throat.

"Are you alright?" A womanly voice, coming from the apartment's kitchen. And from there emerged a lady, probably in her late twenties, with waist-length black hair, carrying a tray with two cups of tea on it. She looked a little worried, as her subject of care was displaying some disturbing signs.

"cough -- I'm alright. I'm alright. It may be just me drinking a little much cold water the other day." Thomas replied, as his voice line soon returned to normal.

"That's why I always tell you to be careful with your diet." She said, to which he frowned in annoyance.

"You can't be too strict with that rules of yours, Jeanie. It's not like I became sick frequently or something." He replied as he put his glasses on again before brushing his hair upward.

"But anyway, how's your PhD work going?" She said, switching subjects.

"Well, a section needs more research. Too many unanswered questions. Probably gonna take half to another year for that." Thomas replied, scrubbing his large forehead.

"A year?" She was in shock "I don't understand people like you sometimes. Those professors and doctors. I don't get how you can stand that many hours doing nothing but reading books, commencing experiments hundreds of times and still manage to be sane." She said, frowning her eyes a bit, but still sound lively.

"That's what makes them so incomprehensible." Thomas immediately countered, to which the girl laughed.

"Still, do you know what is today?" She asked suggestively.

"It's Friday." But he didn't catch it at first.

"Of course it's Friday dummy. Look, there is a Late Night Event at Club Aether. A good opportunity to hangout you know."

"I'm not so fond of loud places though." He replied.

"Still, there are people that may interests you. Perhaps find someone that can be there with you for the rest of your lives."

The Solaris student rolled his eyes. After the zoo visit, he did lock himself inside his room only doing his research after all. It felt a little lonely.

"Well, you're not wrong."

"So is that a yes?"

The man simply shrugged his shoulder as he looked at his nurse in the eyes. What did she think the answer was?
Club Aether


It looked like he came just in time as the performance was going on. As Jeanie was pushing him through the entrance, the song came to Thomas's mind as Livin' La Vida Loca. While not entirely a favorite genre, it was pretty good by his standard. Good enough that by the time the song ended, Thomas actually clapped his hand, not out of politeness, but genuinely, knowing that the guy actually deserved the applause.

Though this may be a little too metallic for his taste, he nevertheless needed a little air after all that time in his room. And, with a little help from Jeanie, he was quite prepared for it, sporting a nice orange suit with dark purple ties. Now that he was present in this crowded place, he did not intend to spend it by himself.

Togo Sushi - Toukotan Park - The Asterisk
Spring, SY 3233/UC 233/AY 117


'Intelligence is the ability to adapt to changes'

Said one of the most brilliant scientists of all time thousands of years ago. And never once the true power of its meaning had been shifted. Human beings are always subjective to a mindset of constancy. Their visions are always constant and straight, with stability nd predictability being their building blocks of their own imaginative world. But nothing is further from the truth. The only stability found in life is its instability. And failure occurs when one were unable to anticipate and be fully prepared for it. It is a lesson that not many are capable of understanding.

And changes are happening right now, in this universe. Being the future of the world he came from, this silver-haired wheelchair-bound man was had no intention of falling into the same category. He would be taking the reins of history sooner or later.

The sight of a modern electric wheelchair rolling down the pavement on the street was hard to miss. The large silhouette of the chair, the label of disability, was enough for people to slide out of his way. Even if this world is often unkind to strangers and the lower class society, nobody would dare to risk being labelled an ableist or a complete dickhead in the face of others. The power of esteem are powerful enough here to leave this man, An Shirada, an ingenious mind from the peaceful worldship of Jotunheim, alone.

Orientation was basically the same as everywhere else in this universe: long and uninformative, assuming An had already researched everything before he arrived. On his left hand was still the book that he had been reading ever since he arrived for it. His right hand was being more active, however, as the tip of the fingers were touching the hovering ball on the right armrest of his wheelchair, slightly adjusting and rotating it. If one paid attention, the ball was actually the control center to his entire chair, his so-called legs in this mortal world. Turning at the corner of an intersection, An slightly tilted his hand to the right, thus rotating the ball clockwise. The command were executed, the wheelchair turned.

He soon arrived at a sushi shop downtown, overlooking the park nearby. As he arrived at the door to the shop, the stairs, which were designed for the able-bodied, suddenly formed a transparent ramp overlapping the steps. Anyone new to this technology would be in awe, but An had seen a lot of it already back in his home world, where technology like this is just common practice.

The order was simple: a dish of Salmon Sashimi with some Dynamite Roll. While waiting for his order, he continued to read the book he was carrying, and simply getting lost in his own world. The world of endless possibilities. The land where he was not bound by mortal laws. If only he could extract a few of those into reality, he could advance himself and his people further than he could ever imagine.

CRASH!

But still...

CRASH!

If these knowledge were to be implemented, it would have to be for the good of humanity. And the two knuckleheads who were battling against each other outside were a stark reminder what NOT to follow.

An gave a long sigh as he watched those Neanderthals bashing their heads against one another. This is the first day and such 'entertaining' activities were already available as a welcoming committee. How peculiar. But then again, the reminder of the Jotunheim's Education and Cultural Department were, to some extent, real. This place isn't as civil as it looks. And that Jotuheim's choose process isn't the universal method for the enrolment. Among these talented magicians, there will be some fools who got lost here. And the population of the latter may far exceeds that of the former. He just couldn't know.

He was here on the Asterisk not to bash heads. He could've just ignore that, finish his meal and the book he was carrying and move on. But after seeing the destruction that they had caused, this may turn out a lot worse if he does not intervene.

His palm opened, as his two fingers pressed onto the two poles of the ball on his wheelchair. The ball quickly glowed green as a one-sided earphone sprang from the headrest of his wheelchair. At the same time, the number pad appeared before him. An immediately put the earphone on his right ear while he typed in a certain and specific set of number into the pad. The predictive text algorithm soon showed the destination An was calling before he even finish his typing: Campus Security.

"Sir, we have a conflict going on here at Tokotan Park. An unauthorized fight it seems. Please come as fast as possible. Thank you."

He said calmly through the mic once it was put through. That should do it. He'd keep that mic on if there is anything else necessary, but that's all for now.
THOMAS LANCASTER

Sol City Zoo


"Oh, you're from Solaris too?" His eyebrows were raised. "Then this might not be the first time we met. I've been there for over half the decade now. I realized I like academia a lot more than I imagined. A lot more than the food there, of course." As he made a sarcastic remark over the cafeteria menu. Ok, he might have been quite harsh on the menu. He actually enjoyed some of the servings there. But only if it was occasional. Because a lot of them were fast food, having them three meals a day everyday would likely drive one into insanity. The term 'Freshman 15' is there for a reason. But that wasn't a problem for Thomas. He had a nurse at home always bugging him with nutritional input, and both of them usually take each other's place in cooking. For lunch, the man would simply roll out into the small community nearby and had the meal at a local restaurant. Your lifestyle is of your own choosing after all

"Life of research can be a little isolating, so I want to balance that. But I needlessly, and quite regretfully, rejected my friend's offer to see the new movie in the cinema today, so I thought of going somewhere else." And it was Sol City Zoo. As bland it may seem, seeing animal life is actually not too bad. At least to a person who didn't have too much wildness in his social life because of the wheelchair binding him down. He had grown complacent with peaceful life. And he was definitely ok with it. The excitement of social experience could not be compared with the excitement of unlocking the chains of boundary in science.

But he was definitely not ok with this...

From the corner of his eyes, he could see this fellow with scruffy black hair, with a quite ragged attire, walking to him erratically. He must have been on an empty stomach for long. The first line to come out of his mouth was to address the three of them to be Xmen, to which Thomas was unsure to take that as a compliment, or an insult. He knew Xmen, and was pretty sure he was referring him as Professor X. While being referred to as a scientific genius is not so bad, but it was far from being a good joke. To Thomas right now, he was either insane, or hallucinating, or both. Nevertheless, the hunger looked genuine.

Before anyone reacted, Alex handed Sarah a bottle of water before speeding off to get some food. Thomas wasn't sure what to do here, so he just sat back, took off the glasses and was just standing by for any help necessary. Hearing the growling out of his stomach was a little staggering, and, even though it wouldn't happen anytime soon, Thomas was quite relieved when Alex returned with the food bag.

"How long have you not eaten anything?"

@Cairo@Alex_The_Great@Rabidporcupine


He's back after a whole year in dormant and looks better than ever. Ready for it again

THOMAS LANCASTER

Sol City Zoo


Seems like Thomas was right. He is a guy. though his response was unusually high-pitched. It came right into his mind that he was a transgender, and a recent one at that. it was both interesting and quite weird as he faced that fact himself. He wasn't strangers to the concept of LGBT, in fact he had heard a lot about it on social media and news, but he had not interacted very much with these people yet. The most he had experienced was a girl in high school who was homosexual. The best thing he could possibly do, both infront of the girl back then and now, was not touching anything about it.

"It happens from time to time. But it's usually quite irritating having to get that thing out by yourself. So I'm appreciative for your presence and kindness." He politely thanked

Just act natural, as if he was in front of a normal man. And he bet that the guy would want that too: to be seen as a normal person.

As that was done, Thomas could see this lady coming from his right. A young lady with neck-length brown hair and a matching pretty pair of ruby red eyes. She was wearing the zoo's designated uniform, with a pair of thick work boots, but the face was recognized and distinguished pretty easily. She was the one feeding that gigantic bear earlier. And to his impression, she was pretty nice and kind. It could be just zoo's procedure and way of handling stuff around, but he didn't pay too much attention on stuff like that.

"You can lay that blame on my carelessness. Or if there's no way I can notice that, my dark luck." He tried to joke. "If we think about it, derailing from the asphalt road and into the grass by myself isn't exactly bright. But it's worth the experience."

"Thomas. Thomas Lancaster. Solaris Universatas." He shook her hand as well, after the guy, who introduced himself as Alex Wood, did so. He is, in reality, still a PhD candidate, but he wished to persist at Solaris for a lot longer, being the professor and researcher in Computer Science and especially concepts of Artificial Intelligence. He discovered his passion not very long ago, and was on the path there. But of course, he did not state his actual position. He didn't want to look like he's bragging. Being a university student was just fine.

"Oh yeah, I saw you earlier before. I'm impressed." Thomas complimented. "I don't often see a zookeeper so close to a zoo creature like that, unless they are circus animals. I don't think he is, but is there any chances?" Then he subtly asked.

@Cairo@Alex_The_Great
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