Bydo Terrarum DAICHON does not get out much. She stares out into the world from her 3-rd story bedroom window, spacing out at times. She really did not have many friends, save for the ones that tried to come by and get her to come out of her house, for which she rarely did. Her Seaweed Green eyes then turned away from the window and onto the bottle of Ambrosia that her father bought her; she did not have many concerns while at home. Her mother often worked through the night, just having enough time to come home to make dinner and then leave back out. This enraged Bydo much, but she knew that her mother's career was something that she could not protest about. She herself was in High School; a third year to be exact. Her grades were top-notch, but she did not go to any award ceremonies to Honor her performance and dedication.
As she poured herself a hefty portion of the alcohol, she then thought about her classes; top grades and yet she did not feel like celebrating. Her little sister Yvonne, aged 13, waltzed into her room, now closing the door behind her. She had a tray of Chicken-Cheese Crepes, along with her own personal flask of Ambrosia. Their father often rested on the weekdays; he worked overnight and seemed pretty exhausted at times, though he had to make errands today to pay a few bills and to meet with the Council On Elder Matters, and that in itself deemed to be very tedious with the construction of the Geostratum coming in the future months. Would Xylex and the others be READY to embark on such n important assignment of re-building their lives?
"I brought you something to nibble on dear sister. You cannot stay in your room all day not eat a single bite of food you know. Mother will be very worried about this matter." Said the 13-year old.
Bydo giggled, then chugged back the large Goblet of Ambrosia, shifting her head to point over to her night stand for her sister to put the food onto.
"Basking In The Summer Sun, I greeted the Seabirds; but then, I entered the Demon's Den."
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