06-22-2018, 07:33 PM
“-masa…” Cole left the note hang in the air.
His thoughts energetically danced about his mind, emotions clashing violently. Anger, hope, grief, confusion.
”He’s alive, but she’s here… Who’s Weiss? What is the Omniverse? What’s going on?!”
It was all Cole could manage to not throw the phone in frustration. Instead, he pocketed the device and, somehow managing a thin veil of calmness, began picking the conversation apart. It was a lesson he learned from Fumetsu, to take what was said more carefully and gleam important information. How something was said was equally or even more important than what was said. Though, Fukaku was as cryptic as always.
”Saiko is alive. Fukaku is alive. And I have to find this “Weiss” person…”
”Simple information, really. What of it?” Fumetsu commented amusedly.
“I need my arm back. Now, Fumetsu.” Cole snapped back.
”What would two arms help as compared to your last meeting with her, exactly?”
“Fumetsu.” Cole’s voice was cold and terse.
”Don’t be so presumptuous, child. I am not one of your family’s servants, I was one of its greatest.”
”Oh, that’s laughable coming from you.” Alex chimed in with a huff, ”You forfeited your ties to the family when you killed me. I would also point out that, in this world, Cole is your only lifeline.”
”Enough!” Cole shouted with an explosive aura of flame enveloping him, catching the other sailors off-guard in shock from the sudden outburst. “I’m not here to prove anything to either of you! Fumetsu, teach me to restore my arm, now!”
”The child has a spirit.” Fumetsu hummed, ”Very well, though you would be wise to listen to what else I have to say.”
His thoughts energetically danced about his mind, emotions clashing violently. Anger, hope, grief, confusion.
”He’s alive, but she’s here… Who’s Weiss? What is the Omniverse? What’s going on?!”
It was all Cole could manage to not throw the phone in frustration. Instead, he pocketed the device and, somehow managing a thin veil of calmness, began picking the conversation apart. It was a lesson he learned from Fumetsu, to take what was said more carefully and gleam important information. How something was said was equally or even more important than what was said. Though, Fukaku was as cryptic as always.
”Saiko is alive. Fukaku is alive. And I have to find this “Weiss” person…”
”Simple information, really. What of it?” Fumetsu commented amusedly.
“I need my arm back. Now, Fumetsu.” Cole snapped back.
”What would two arms help as compared to your last meeting with her, exactly?”
“Fumetsu.” Cole’s voice was cold and terse.
”Don’t be so presumptuous, child. I am not one of your family’s servants, I was one of its greatest.”
”Oh, that’s laughable coming from you.” Alex chimed in with a huff, ”You forfeited your ties to the family when you killed me. I would also point out that, in this world, Cole is your only lifeline.”
”Enough!” Cole shouted with an explosive aura of flame enveloping him, catching the other sailors off-guard in shock from the sudden outburst. “I’m not here to prove anything to either of you! Fumetsu, teach me to restore my arm, now!”
”The child has a spirit.” Fumetsu hummed, ”Very well, though you would be wise to listen to what else I have to say.”