Beach Party

[Renewed Gemini]

When Gemini finally got to the blonde haired man he began asking him all sorts of questions, but just got a strange stare. Gemini realized that this man could not talk. Or at least, he didn't WANT to talk. Feeling hopeless, Gemini just shook his head and turned away. He walked around a little bit, trying to find something to do around here. He wasn't particularly having a good time, yet he did not want to really leave. That's when he heard something about volleyball. Gemini had distinctly remembered hearing about this recreation game. He decided that he would give it a try. He walked over and looked at Kristoph. For a second, he stared at the ball. Then he spoke.

"So...do you have room to volley the ball?" he asked in a slightly awkward tone. He stepped a little closer and said, "If so, I would like to join." He sounded a little more confident, as if he was standing up against Xehanort's Heartless or something. Or like he was standing up against-

Marcus...Marcus...MARCUS!!!

The voices again. Gemini cursed under his breath a little. He half expected them to continue, meaning he would have to leave. But they stopped. So Gemini decided to stay, always expecting the shrieks to start again. His red eyes stared at the other girl that had joined the game, then nodded towards her with a smile. Cute, she reminds us of your mother. the voices said to him. This was probably their first sentence that wasn't a shriek. Whether that was a relieving breakthrough or a disturbing nightmare, Gemini wasn't quite sure. He just knew that he was tired of these things breaking into his life.

Go away, he thought to the voices. The only response he got was laughter.

[kempff]

"Dmitri, Dmitri Gremm m'lord." He said with a hand out, smiling kindly, not a casual type to just pass the conversation but an honest one.

"Methinking yur rioght m'lord...ah meen, yu are the king, uh? An quite famous! Sides, got cherself ah keyblade taboot'! See....now it's aggravtin with these-un parties, uh? Lemme splain it right n' simple, we got o these chaps and gals, rioght? Well..." He lowered his voice to a whisper. "is obvious not all ah right and trim, uh? Some...heartless n' a nobody even, so...yu and I dun wanna say it, but people always findin reason to get angry, eh? But we all got yu, rioght? ...Rioght m'lord?" Dmitri ended, hinting at something else he suspected on the Mouse King's mind. Mickey hadn't denied anything, only that he could handle whatever happened.

"See now there ah go...mepologies m'lord, sometimes me lips get goin n' the control isn't so easy. So now, how's it all been since peace n' prosperity rested on the land, mm? Where's that ole boy you knew...Scrub? Scrowz? Shrimp? N the two nit'n twits? Err....Ronaldo n' Roofy? Names dun rest on me mind too well, well cept fer ones like yurself."

While he continued on with Mickey, The Book Anasazi quietly listened to the exchange. While he was not Sora, Mickey entertained the book's intrigue and hunger for it's long restoration quite while. Not satisfied with the rate of things however, it exerted some of its' influence in the karma in the air, an invisible trail of mal intent which sprang up from the ground at unforseen locations open only to those searching for it; the individuals of the party would certainly be a bit more entertaining now.


(This WILL NOT CAUSE FIGHTS! It's merely a "duh ability" of The Book Anasazi that the members causes their character to feel! No one is forced to do anything off of this, it's your choice! So think of it as a chance to add some depth, mystery, drama, etc. Remember, you can't point this at Dmitri or the tome, there is no trail.)

[dethkruzer]

The girl put on a disappointed look as the man didn´t want to go swimming.
"That’s too bad."
She said to the man but quickly cheered up.
"Well I won’t be gone long, I’ll just cool down for a minute."
She and wiped more sweat of her forehead.
"I’m just not used to this kind of heat."
She said and ran into the ocean, enjoying the cooling water.
As the water went past her waist, she dived forward, sinking under the water.
She touched the bottom and got back to the surface, letting out a laugh that was full of joy.
She turned onto her back and just floated on the water, letting the light waves go over her body, enjoying the warmth of the sun.
"I wish it were always like this."
She said with a soft voice, not addressing the words to anyone, just the sea.
She just floated there as the waves washed her troubles away.
The girl lifted her head and noticed that she was further from the shore then she thought and dived backwards into the water, turning back up a few seconds later.
She began swimming towards the shore while humming a song by herself, one of her favorite songs which she had heard on her previous travels.
She began the sing with a quite voice
"Another world
it may rain always
I don’t wanna cry
you’re alive by my side
even if i see al tragedy or darkness
i promise you my dream
take you in sunshine"
She reached the shore while still singing.
To her disappointment her volleyball partner was already speaking with someone else.
She let out a disappointed sigh and walked along the shore, still continuing to sing.
”Kage wa ochiru
boku no ashimoto ni
kawaita machi ni
sora ni nomareta kono hoshi no sadame
kimi no tame no hikari
sagashite iru.”
She continued with a sad, slightly louder voice.
As she walked past one of the chairs, she grabed a towel to dry herself up a bit.

[xxx]

Déjà could not hear the words of the people behind her, asking her to play 'volleyball'. She'd never heard of such a sport, but right now, something important was coming and she could sense it. She was beginning to fall into a state of hypnosis, and once she'd done so, she would be able to use clairvoyance to find out about this mysterious, kingly mouse. Her eyes flickered shut as she took long strides toward the water, and once her shoes came into contact with the warm, salty liquid she knew she'd made a mistake, as her sense of feeling had interrupted the self-imposed hypnosis...

Relax, Déjà told herself, in trying to return to the hypnotic state. And it wasn't too hard, either.

Once she was back, she felt herself fade away from reality. Her arms slightly outstretched, she could feel nothing, see nothing, hear nothing, sense nothing. She could see the truth, she could see knowledge. She was clairvoyant, using her sixth sense of extra-sensory perception. Déjà was able to see about the king: his name was Mickey, of course, and he had wedded the queen, Minnie, within a glorious castle, surrounded by a special element, known as the purest of radiances.... Within this castle, happiness and joy resided, and evil was far at a distance. Intelligence was abundant and yet some of its inhabitants still seemed so childish and naive. But nearly all of them were filled with a special hope that wondered Déjà. She didn't appear to notice any humans in the Disney Castle...

and then a flash of a boy appeared, but only briefly, and he had obtained a 'key' similar to that which Mickey once presented to the people on the beach. The boy had a unique connection with Mickey, but that was all Déjà could see before flashing back to reality. It was difficult to remain in hypnosis while so much was going on on the beach, but at least she got a few important glimpses. She could see the intelligence and radiance emanating from Mickey even now, as he spoke to this man seeking advice.

Blinking a few times, Déjà approached the mouse, now confident around this strange man as she knew of Mickey's power. She'd seen into his life, and even though this was wrong, she couldn't resist. Should she keep it to herself, or apologize? Pondering, Déjà came to a halt and nodded at the mouse. Finally, she came to a decision as she inhaled slowly. "I'm so sorry to interject, but King Mickey, I must ask you something concerning the kingdom from which you came," Déjà said, clutching her hands in front of her and frowning a little, her eyes gleaming in the sunlight even though the sun was behind her. "How did it come to be that such a shining radiance encircles your home-world? I can see it as hope, but I just cannot really comprehend it..." Déjà added.

Had she made a mistake? What if Mickey pondered when she said 'I can see it as hope'?

[xeon]

Hephaestus had just about hit his limit. He had come over to ask the girl about volleyball in order to escape his more violent urges and to move suspicion away from himself...but being ignored was something that the heartless didn't care for at all. Couple that with the negative energy in the area mixing with his already negative existence, and he could barely hold himself back from striking the girl down right in front of the king. A voice inside his head kept telling him to strike the rude girl down; to cleanly kill her before she saw it coming.

Then his more human instincts reminded him that=though he could probably kill her before the king intervened-doing so would definitely mean the end of his own existence. His golden eyes now glowing with barely suppressed rage and power, he walked over to the nearest tree, and climbed to the top, watching the events unfold below while he calmed himself down. It seemed that there were a few newcomers to the party...and that one of them was being drawn into the volleyball game. Shrugging, he decided that the sport was boring anyway, and that people must have seen the girl ignoring him. That was cover enough as far as diverting suspicion went.

He also noticed the man that had arrived with the king...a solitary fellow that seemed like he was ready to pounce on the first person that caused any trouble. Had the king not been here, the still agitated heartless may have been tempted to test him...but as that was not the case, he simply perched himself in a comfortable position on the tree, and closed his eyes. Now pretending to be asleep; yet still listening to the conversations occurring around him.

Something about this party wasn't sitting right with him...but he couldn't quite place what exactly the problem was.

[plot2]

"It's a pleasure to make your aquaintance, Dmitri!"

Mickey always loved meeting new people, and he loved it even more when he actually found out the names of those people. Taking Dmitri's hand in his own, Mickey gave him a hearty handshake to make the introduction complete. A friendly smile was taking complete control over the King's expression, making him seem even friendlier. Releasing Dmitri's hand from his grasp, the King looked back out over the ocean, listening to what Dmitri had to say. In all honesty, Mickey knew exactly what Dmitri was talking about. However, Mickey also knew that he wouldn't be able to do anything to the Heartless or Nobodies at the party without making some sort of scene. He couldn't have anything of the sort happening at that party.

It would ruin everything.

However, Mickey didn't see any problem with having the Heartless, Nobodies, and Humans all together. They weren't making any attempts to fight for the moment, and it seemed somewhat hard to tell them all apart...well...not for Mickey, but for everyone else. The two ebony eyes turned back to look at the beach around him, and he could see one of the Heartless confronting the girl who had approached him not too long ago. He had to say the sight was enough to make him laugh, but he withheld his laughter for the sake of remaining polite. However, it wasn't really settling to see the Heartless being somewhat shunned by the girl. That was sure to cause some discontent in the party-goers.

Well...he'd be ready to keep the peace if anything should happen.

Turning back and opening his mouth to respond to Dmitri, Mickey found himself suddenly being interrupted. It seemed as if Dmitri wanted to give him an explanation, though absolutely no explanation was necessary from him. Mickey understood perfectly well what why he was asking, and no apology or anything of the sort was necessary. All he did in response was shake his head and let out a small chuckle. It wasn't necessarily because Dmitri was amusing him, but because it seemed as if he was trying so hard to make a good impression on Mickey. Maybe that wasn't the case, but Mickey had to say he was somewhat used to the feeling. People were always trying to make themselves seem like saints in front of him.

It was always somewhat awkward.
"No need to apologize, Dmitri. I know exactly what you mean. But you see, everyone's getting along here. They all know that fighting will not be tolerated, so they keep as peaceful as they can. They might be here to plot, but they might also be here to just relax. Either way, we can't just go around and kick people out because of what they are. That would only make things worse. As long as they all remain peaceful, we don't want to discriminate."

Mickey knew exactly what a creature who was faced with discrimination would do at a large gathering of people. It was never a pretty sight, and he really didn't want to imagine how the Heartless and Nobodies would react. With that horribly vivid image in his mind, Mickey stopped thinking about the scenario and started thinking about how he would answer the next question Dmitri gave him. However, before anything could be said about Sora and his companions, Mickey heard someone else interrupting his thoughts. It wasn't really much of a surprise when the two ebony eyes observed Déjà standing right next to him. He personally didn't mind the girl interrupting, but he was a bit concerned of how Dmitri would react.

But with the question she asked, he wasn't really focused on much else.

"Well, Déjà, it's really a simple explanation that few people ever seem to think about. Disney Castle is clearly one of the purest worlds in all of existence, mainly because of the Cornerstone of Light. There isn't another item in existance that could possibly match the amount of light given off by the Cornerstone. The very aura that it gives off is enough to make most weaker Heartless run away in fear. However, I'm afraid I can't exactly explain how it was created. Some of it's mechanisms are beyond everyone's understanding, and what I do know can't be discussed in public. It's a high security matter, but let me just assure you that as long as the Cornerstone of light is in Disney Castle, no darkness will be able to touch it!"

"Oh, where are my manners! Déjà, allow me to introduce you to Dmitri Gremm. That is, assuming you two haven't met yet. If that's the case, then say hello once more, just to be kind!"

[darkfire]

The entire time that everyone had been conversing and moving about him, the Heartless known of Preto simply stood there, head cocked to the right, staring intently at the punch. There was nothing at the moment that it wanted more, nothing in the world, but it was spending its time contemplating on how, exactly, it would take with it the liquid refreshment of the table. Being that they were just big yellow spots on its face, most wouldn't be able to tell that its eyes were moving, scanning the area for things that could be of use to it in this most daring and important of quests.

It twitched almost violently as it saw its salvation; there were stacks of cheap plastic cups near the punch. Those must be the answer! Its head jerked back and forth as it looked at the partygoers, finally analyzing the cups they held, and the liquid kept inside. Of course! A container! Its long, gangly legs lifted from the sand, pulling itself out of the small hole that it had created on impact with the beach. As each leg took their long steps, the arms didn't move, remaining dead, dangling at Preto's sides.

The table was a splendid thing. Whether it was wood or metal, the Heartless knew not and cared not, for its goal was immediately in sight. With a violent tug of its short neck, the thing of darkness's head turned to see a guest with a cup in their hand once more, noting that there would have to be some way to get the liquid into it. The container was a good idea, indeed, but how, pray tell, did one get the red stuff in there? On the edge of the bowl, the Heartless spied a metal protrusion. Lifting it out with its spidery fingers, it found the small metal bowl on the end filled with liquid.

This device was useless, so he simply discarded it to the right of the bowl.

With a cup in its right hand, the long, spindly fingers contacting their own wrist as their curled around the plastic object, the Heartless reached deep into the bowl with its empty left. When it lifted it once more, it noted that the liquid simply spilled out of its fingers. Quite the predicament indeed. The complexities of this strange device known as punch were quite overwhelming Preto's cognitive power. One way or another, this punch would be his, and when it was, there would be much rejoicing. The question was: how?

[kempff]

"Allo luv, as m'lord said, me names Dmitri Gremm, as king saed." He said with a hand out towards her. "Spose yu everie bit o' lost as me, uh? Seem ah king here is ready tah swoop us undah his wing n' help out a bit?" He ended with another smile.

His smile was for more than one reason. The Book Anasazi knew what the Cornerstone was, but now Mickey gave Dmitri knowledge of it and therefore he could access all of what of the tome had to offer. Or at least most now. And of which was one goal he had in mind when meeting Mickey. Thankfully this lovely girl had come along and solved that entire problem.

"Now though...seems ah bit interesten tha you Deja comin talk whin king n' I discussing things bout old times....see...I was asking bout his friends back n' Organization XIII and Xemnas out n' about, n' I forgot to ask bout somethin that piqued me fancy! Either of yu knowin where Ansem the Wise bein at? I supposed yurself m'lord would have em with ye, being friends....but am I mistaken? Would yu know Deja?" He asked curiously.

It was not clear in this question if Dmitri was trying to manipulate either into giving him information he didn't have, it was not clear if Dmitri lived under a rock and was not aware of had happened to Ansem. Perhaps it was a simple mistake, but an elaborate one that would prove to be difficult to be one of guilt on Dmitri's side. He bit his lip in anticipation, wondering if he'd struck the wrong nerve.

.....hey tome....was that? Really....? When...? Spose we better hurrie it up here, eh? Yeah...whatchou holden out on stuff like this nyway, uh? ....nah...nevermind He thought to himself, perhaps to the tome or to the "voices" in his head.

[bailee]

While Bailee was waiting for the brown haired man to answer her, she was startled to hear someone speak from above her near her side.

"So...do you have room to volley the ball?" Looking over with a small start, Bailee was rather intimidated to see a very tall man looming nearby. No longer scared off by other's appearances simply for their quirks, this man was downright intimidating. Not only was he at least a foot taller than her, he had red eyes and long black hair.

"If so, I would like to join." With those word he took a step closer to her and the other man. While intimidating in looks, he didn't seem the angry aggressive type. Or at least she hoped not, Bailee knew she wasn't the best judge of character.

Before she could think of her staring as slightly rude and manage to look away casually, this new man looked over to her and gave her a smile and nod. It did alot to qualm her nerves about meeting not one, but two new people at once. More relaxed, she gave a small smile back and moved her hand in a gesture that might be construed as some tiny wave. Or perhaps a tiny, one sided flap. The smile came out kind of meek, but no more meek than any of Bailee's other smiles.

With a look back over to check on the progress of the apparently non-aggressive heartless, she was bewildered to find it wrestling with the punch bowel and a cup. Perhaps, she wondered, it was not a real heartless after all? It didn't act like a heartless, nor did it look like any she had seen either (not that her heartless knowledge was that broad...). This thought gave her some comfort, and she turned back towards her new companions for the game (of whatever it was) more relaxed in body and in mind. Now she would be able to focus much better on ... whatever it was she was going to be playing with...whomever these people were. It would be nicer if the sun wasn't so hot, but at least there was a slight breeze...

[Renewed Gemini]

Gemini raised an eyebrow when the girl gave him a strange look. She seemed...afraid of him. Gemini wouldn't blame her. He WAS much bigger than she was and of course there was the whole thing with the red eyes. Those strange red eyes. He could hear the voices preparing to scream again because of the thought of his red eyes. Yes, I know. Marcus, he thought before they can start. He was tired of their screaming, he was starting to get a headache.

When the girl waved and gave him a smile, Gemini smiled a little more to himself. Not many people talked to him because of his appearance. This girl was quite small in stature. Gemini could break her if he really wanted to, but, obviously, he did not want to hurt her. He only wanted to learn how to volley this ball that they were talking about. He looked at the man that had yelled for a game and looked at the area of play that was set up. "So how does this ball volleying go then, sir?" Gemini said. He believed in addressing anyone he didn't know with respect until he could tell their true intentions.

Gemini looked over at the girl's stare. She was staring at a Heartless looking creature. The same one that jumped out and landed on the beach next to him. Gemini stared at the Heartless just like the girl did. He was always wary of creatures like that one. He despised most Heartless. Occasionally there were ones that were just fun to watch for their stupidity. This one would be the one such Heartless. Gemini watched and laughed as the Heartless fought with the concept of drinking punch. Even Gemini knew how to do that. How pathetic.

[plot2]

Well, isn't that great! I always love seeing two people being so kind to each other, especially once they're meeting for the very first time!

In all honesty, because of the examples he had seen in recent times, Mickey had grown to think it was almost impossible for two people to be able to hit it off so well in this day and age. However, as he watched Dmitri welcome Deja practically with open arms, Mickey was feeling a true Hallmark moment. He could almost imagine the two of them holding eachother in a loving embrace like a father would his daughter who had just gotten out of the hospital, and-wow. Mickey never really realized how many good thoughts were going through his head at one time. Laughing a bit and shaking his head to himself, Mickey merely watched as Dmitri tried to strike up some sort of conversation.
Hm...maybe I'm getting a bit too into this whole 'happy thoughts' process. Not that being happy is bad, but...well gosh, I think I'm starting to scare myself!

Leaving the joking in his mind alone, Mickey started to think about what would happen if he actually did turn evil for even a day. That thought alone was enough to make Mickey's happy expression change into a sober stare into the distance. He could actually see what would happen...the Dark Keyblade gripped tight in his hands as he swung back and forth, taking out everyone who dared to stand in his path. His eyes, burning with a firey hate for all things good and pure, and his black Organization cloak which he used as a disguise swallowing all light within the area. The beach would be up in flames...and it wouldn't be long before everything was engulfed in the crimson beacon of death.

No...it wouldn't happen.

Mickey would never let anything of the sort happen while he had an ounce of strength left in his body. He couldn't believe such a strange thought would even cross his mind. Mickey...the epitome of all that was light and good in the universe...falling into darkness. It would never happen. However, once Mickey snapped back into reality, he had to say that it was pretty ironic that they would be talking about Organization XIII and Ansem the Wise. However, when Dmitri asked him about Ansem the Wise, the King felt more than just a little uncomfortable. He didn't know how to answer any questions about a friend who...faced a very unfortunate disaster. He wasn't even sure if the news had gotten out to the public.
"Uh...I'm afraid Ansem the Wise...well...he never got out of the World That Never Was..."

[kempff]

His expression cooled and he nodded his head as if he felt embaressed and terrible for mentioning such a thing. He turned to Deja, not waiting for a response from her, his eyes telling her that he preferred nothing at the moment. Scratching his head he wondered to do next. But Dmitri knew what to do, and twice now he had found himself putting the King in an odd spot. Now he would show Mickey he wasn't the normal party-goer.

"Sorry m'lord." He said to him, placing a hand on the mouse's shoulder. If one had been listening carefully they would have caught the lack of his usual rhetoric, a smooth and measured voice. His eyes would tell the King what he wanted, as if he was saying, "Is that so? Funny thing I know otherwise...." but whether it was a bluff or a misread, Dmitri would not show. Backing away he turned himself and headed to the far end of the island where no one was. As he continued he reached back in his cloack and pulled out The Book Anasazi.

It pulsed in his hands as he took it out, evil incarnate was all that could describe it. The crude and wicked picture on the front looked out menacingly at the world in challenge, but to Dmitri it was an intimate feeling he could not escape loving or hating. With a brush along the pages it opened and Dmitri read slowly on the page he had left the tassel on.

"...Even the brightest of nightmares appear, paradox and reality. For within this is found truth and lie, and in the final answer the true believer and survivor learns that all is one and the same." He read in his gritty mumbles that resembled steel against steel. "And so the suns begets the moon, the moon forsakes the earth and chaos reigns. The greatest deceiver is that of appearence. The only remedy, death."

The tome close shut in his hand, he placed it within his cloak and stood looking out at the ocean then to the sun.

"Lovely day....too bad. So obvious...but no one notices. Just like usual. If only the mouser had told the truth..."

[dethkruzer]

As the girl continued to sing, she looked around the beach and everything around it.
"Another world
it may rain always
I don’t wanna cry
you’re alive by my side
even if i see al tragedy or darkness
i promise you my dream
take you in sunshine"
She continued, her voice having reached a level at which some of the people futher away could hear her.
"Yume wa ima mo
mezameyou to shite iru
suna no daichi ni
itami wo wasure
kimi no na wo sakebu toki
asa ga yoru no hate wo
terashite iru"
She continued singing, many people most likely heard that the voice of the girl was troubled.
She had slipped into her thoughts and didn´t even notice that she was singing, Images of an unknown female moved in her mind.
No longer did she see herself walking along a beatiful beach, but instead her bare feet touched snow.
The girl didn´t feel cold or uncomftorble, she didn´t feel anything, not the warm sand she knew that she walked on, not the lovely breeze of the wind.
The girl wiped her forehead as it was wet from sweat, shortly after she started to feel very dizzy.
She was on the beach again but she was seeing somekind of light in her eyes, she was starting to feel sick and attemted to stumble towards the direction where there might be people.
The symptoms were unclear but she believed it had something to do with the warm climate of the island, more precisely it was most likely due to the heat to which she wasn´t used to.
She continued to stumble into a random direction, she couldn´t see quite well for reason or another, suddenly she tripped in her own feet and everything went dark.

[Heroic Bilby]

"Good, good! Name's Isaac! Glad to meet cha both!" Kristoph said with some laughs as another person came up to play. They would still need a fourth now though if it wasn't going to be a one-on-one event... but he'd worry about that later. "It's simple, really. I got here a few days ago and the locals taught me all kinds of fun beach games to play at this 'ere party that was gonna be be goin' on."

The pirate made sure he had Bailee and Gemini's attention and then took the ball and moved just outside the boundary line facing the net.

"First to start both teams get on one side of the net each, inside this rectangle boundary. Then one team serves the ball by hitting it to the other side like this! Or you can do it... like this."

Connolly had tossed the ball upwards a short distance, let it fall to the ground while pretending he had thrown it higher, then swung his right arm in an overhead arc as if slapping the ball out of the air towards the other side. After that he picked up the ball and held in front of him with one hand while pretending to hit it with and under head swing from his other.

"The catch is yer not allowed to hold the ball while it's in play, so when it gets to the other side you got to try an', move it back to the other side again just by hitting it. Like this!"

Kris then proceeded to show off the two-handed way of bouncing the ball while in play and then the forearm way of bouncing it.

"We don't 'ave to play by too many rules since ye mates are new to the game. In fact, I'll play against both of ya at once!"

After that the brunet dashed to the other side of the net and got into a serving position.

"First side to let the ball hit the ground or knock it out of bounds lets the other side win a point! First to seven is the winner!" he yelled, recalling that he hadn't told them how to win yet.

[Renewed Gemini]

Gemini's attention was drawn back to Issac when he had stated his name, leaving the Heartless to do...whatever it was doing. Gemini listened closely as Issac described this game. His eyes narrowed as he tried to understand the concept of the game, all the while thinking, What an odd game. Who has ever thought of a game where you smack a ball back and forth across the net. He scratched his head a little. Even the Voices muttered in agreement at the complexity of such a simple game. Gemini shook his head, shaking himself out of his daze and quickly said, "Alright! I'm ready!"

Gemini approached his position of the right side of his and Bailee's side of the court. Then he looked at the girl and said, "I hope you don't mind working with me. I don't think I caught your name." Then he realized that he hadn't introduced himself to either of him. "Oh, I almost forgot. I'm Gemini of Summer." Gemini's eyes widened when he realized what he just said. "I mean...just Gemini. My name is Gemini."

Become who you were meant to be. We are trying to help you.

No, you're trying to make me look like a fool.

Gemini was confused. What did summer have to do with his name? He wasn't exactly sure. He just tried to focus on the game so that he did not worry about something so minute as these voices. Then again...were voices in your head such a minute, insignificant thing? Gemini wished he could answer that question with a simple "yes."