Arthur stood as questions were shouted and accusations were thrown in his direction. Though he never wavered from his calm, stoic posture. He looked at every individual in the room as if studying each and every one of them carefully. Then he spoke once more. “I will no longer spend any more time on this matter, I have answered the question of why you are here, the way you feel about me I cannot control. I will not justify myself anymore today.” His thick accent was stern and father like. Adya was not use to her father seeming so agitated and although other would not pick up on it so easily, she knew him.
[b]For those of you who have made up your minds and are going to be staying, Sayco Manor is your home, the room you awoke in is yours. The grounds of Sayco manor are completely safe, you may use your gift without consequence. But, I cannot protect you off of the grounds. I will be in my office, please make yourself at home, you are no longer a stranger. He gave one last smile before he promptly left the room, going back to the darkness of his office to clear his thoughts and wait for the ringing in his ears to subside.
He knew that some would come to talk to him, the ones that were serious, some would take longer to come and talk with him, but never the less he would privately speak with each one of them. He reached his office, as he opened the door the he signed gently, this office was different, newer then the one he was used to. This is the office everyone was allowed in, the office that didn’t drive him mad with thoughts of his past. He settled in to the silence of the room, lighting a cigar. The ringing of a the phone breaking the silence. Arthurs blood ran cold, he had a haunting feeling, he knew who would be on the other side of that phone, something told him not to answer it, yet he was already reaching for the phone and with a smooth, call southern draw he answered with a simple hello.
“Arthur.” the voice was deep, cold, and demanding. “Why, have so many of my pray gone missing?” the man spoke with distain “I thought we had a deal. As long as you stay out of our way, you stay alive. It’d be a shame if that daughter of yours ended up dead now wouldn’t it. the man threatened. Mr. Sayco’s blood boiled with anger, but he stayed calm “Mr. Trinity, why would a man like me interfere with you devious plans. Have I ever caused trouble for you before? he asked casually, though there was a hint of cockiness to his voice, the line was silent “Didn’t think so, now exactly why what did you think I’d be doing with your so called pray, I have better thing to do with my time then deal with your game, don’t you think. he was convincing enough for any man to believe. “I swear to god Sayco, your ass is mine. You know New Age Law, if your hiding them your dead. he threatened once more “I am well aware of the Laws Mr. Trinity, but let me just broden your horizon a bit…if you threaten my daughter ever again or anyone one of my loved ones for that matter…YOUR ass is MINE. Got it, as always it was a pleasure speaking with you, but I really must tend to my wheat.” he smirked hanging up the phone, before he could reply.
Adya felt a hinge of jealousy as the guy went to speak with the girl, she felt stupid, who was she to be jealous over this guy she never even meet. Frustrated at herself and feeling very out of place she glanced to Jayce, with an apologetic look in her eyes, she let out a silent sigh before making her way out of the room. I swear, these people are idiots. she thought to herself. There was a moment time seemed to completely stop as she walked right passed the dark haired guy who was speaking to who she assumed was his girlfriend. Everyone seemed to disappear but him, she had to literally tell her body to keep walking and stop starring. The noise was driving her nuts, she made her through the familiar halls and corridors of Sayco manor, for those who didn’t know their way around it seemed like a maze of hallways, but Adya knew the house like the back of her hand. After a quick escape from the dining hall she reached the library, pushing open the large door. Her eyes falling on the large white piano in the corner. She sat down on the bench and her fingers lightly brushed the keys sending sparks through her fingers, the voice had all but faded as she glanced out the big bay widow that looked over the greenery of the front yard. A small smile painted her lips and with her hands in her lap and her eyes focused outside at the beautiful day that no one else seem notice or even care about, the piano started to play, as if by some kind of magic or ghostly apparition. Her gift was absolutely incredible. She frowned gently as and the melody of the piano grew softer, sadder as thoughts began to pledge her, trapped in her own mind, there was nothing she could do but listen to her own thoughts.
The sadder her thoughts became the eerier and more depressing the piano music became. Until the soft melody of the piano that drifted from the library was dark and sad, maybe even a little angry, almost sinister and she couldn’t control it, once she became lost in her thoughts she was unaware of the music her mind would play. The music that filled the library was enough to send chills down anyone’s spine, anyone who knew Adya well enough would know by the sound coming from the piano, It was better to leave her be then to try and reason with her.
How could they be so selfish, every single one of them! It’s so frustrating, I wish I could yell at them, I’d make them understand. They are all so lucky, what’s wrong with me…why can’t I speak, your helpless Arcadya, you’ll never be one of them, you’ll never fit in. she thought to herself, she wasn’t the self-pity type but being in a room with so many others her age who could speak, made her feel worthless. I wish they’d just give my dad a chance, he’d do anything for them. she continued lost in her thoughts.
[b]For those of you who have made up your minds and are going to be staying, Sayco Manor is your home, the room you awoke in is yours. The grounds of Sayco manor are completely safe, you may use your gift without consequence. But, I cannot protect you off of the grounds. I will be in my office, please make yourself at home, you are no longer a stranger. He gave one last smile before he promptly left the room, going back to the darkness of his office to clear his thoughts and wait for the ringing in his ears to subside.
He knew that some would come to talk to him, the ones that were serious, some would take longer to come and talk with him, but never the less he would privately speak with each one of them. He reached his office, as he opened the door the he signed gently, this office was different, newer then the one he was used to. This is the office everyone was allowed in, the office that didn’t drive him mad with thoughts of his past. He settled in to the silence of the room, lighting a cigar. The ringing of a the phone breaking the silence. Arthurs blood ran cold, he had a haunting feeling, he knew who would be on the other side of that phone, something told him not to answer it, yet he was already reaching for the phone and with a smooth, call southern draw he answered with a simple hello.
“Arthur.” the voice was deep, cold, and demanding. “Why, have so many of my pray gone missing?” the man spoke with distain “I thought we had a deal. As long as you stay out of our way, you stay alive. It’d be a shame if that daughter of yours ended up dead now wouldn’t it. the man threatened. Mr. Sayco’s blood boiled with anger, but he stayed calm “Mr. Trinity, why would a man like me interfere with you devious plans. Have I ever caused trouble for you before? he asked casually, though there was a hint of cockiness to his voice, the line was silent “Didn’t think so, now exactly why what did you think I’d be doing with your so called pray, I have better thing to do with my time then deal with your game, don’t you think. he was convincing enough for any man to believe. “I swear to god Sayco, your ass is mine. You know New Age Law, if your hiding them your dead. he threatened once more “I am well aware of the Laws Mr. Trinity, but let me just broden your horizon a bit…if you threaten my daughter ever again or anyone one of my loved ones for that matter…YOUR ass is MINE. Got it, as always it was a pleasure speaking with you, but I really must tend to my wheat.” he smirked hanging up the phone, before he could reply.
Adya felt a hinge of jealousy as the guy went to speak with the girl, she felt stupid, who was she to be jealous over this guy she never even meet. Frustrated at herself and feeling very out of place she glanced to Jayce, with an apologetic look in her eyes, she let out a silent sigh before making her way out of the room. I swear, these people are idiots. she thought to herself. There was a moment time seemed to completely stop as she walked right passed the dark haired guy who was speaking to who she assumed was his girlfriend. Everyone seemed to disappear but him, she had to literally tell her body to keep walking and stop starring. The noise was driving her nuts, she made her through the familiar halls and corridors of Sayco manor, for those who didn’t know their way around it seemed like a maze of hallways, but Adya knew the house like the back of her hand. After a quick escape from the dining hall she reached the library, pushing open the large door. Her eyes falling on the large white piano in the corner. She sat down on the bench and her fingers lightly brushed the keys sending sparks through her fingers, the voice had all but faded as she glanced out the big bay widow that looked over the greenery of the front yard. A small smile painted her lips and with her hands in her lap and her eyes focused outside at the beautiful day that no one else seem notice or even care about, the piano started to play, as if by some kind of magic or ghostly apparition. Her gift was absolutely incredible. She frowned gently as and the melody of the piano grew softer, sadder as thoughts began to pledge her, trapped in her own mind, there was nothing she could do but listen to her own thoughts.
The sadder her thoughts became the eerier and more depressing the piano music became. Until the soft melody of the piano that drifted from the library was dark and sad, maybe even a little angry, almost sinister and she couldn’t control it, once she became lost in her thoughts she was unaware of the music her mind would play. The music that filled the library was enough to send chills down anyone’s spine, anyone who knew Adya well enough would know by the sound coming from the piano, It was better to leave her be then to try and reason with her.
How could they be so selfish, every single one of them! It’s so frustrating, I wish I could yell at them, I’d make them understand. They are all so lucky, what’s wrong with me…why can’t I speak, your helpless Arcadya, you’ll never be one of them, you’ll never fit in. she thought to herself, she wasn’t the self-pity type but being in a room with so many others her age who could speak, made her feel worthless. I wish they’d just give my dad a chance, he’d do anything for them. she continued lost in her thoughts.
((OCC PLEASE LOOK AT OCC FOR EXPLANATION FOR MY DISAPPEARANCE!))