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Chapter 7 - 7: Language Barrier

♪ Kingdom Hearts II OST - Lazy Afternoons ♪

"I'm... Thirsty" he voices out inside the Consciousness. "Whee--er am... I" He can only open his left eye. His right eye is full of muck and can be quite painful when forcing it. Staring ahead at the mismatched sizes of stone blocks. He neither can move his arms to touch his eye nor move his head to look around.

Specs: [Parched. Parched is the correct terminology] sighed

Chuni: [You alright there Seppy? We've been worried. We tried everything we can to wake you up from here.] Hint of hesitation on his voice. [Thankfully you woke up.] as he quickly cheered up

Monk: [Karma be praised!] he prayed

Conny: [Yeah. Sure, whatever] as he waived Monk away. [How are you feeling kid? Geez me, I forgot you said you're thirsty. Well, tough luck, can't do arak here] he laughs for a moment. [But I'm glad you're okay]

Antique: [Ughh. Shite. Yah'r full of shite] as he picked his ears

Leth: [heeeeeeeellllllllloooooooooooooo] sat down on the floor while hugging his pillow.

A recognizable sound of the wind hitting the window on his left side. He tried gazing at the sound only to be met with the same uneven stone wall like on the ceiling. Sephiroth felt even more tired just moving his eyes reflexively. He closed his eyes. He tapped his thoughts into his consciousness because he was feeling a familiar headache was about to come from them. He took a deep breath for 4 seconds then exhaled through his nose. He tried to remember what he felt when he entered his consciousness. He did this 4 times until he appeared inside the huge room with them. He looked at his hand, his feet, and he touched every part of his band. He was glad he can move again and inside here. he can't feel any sort of thirst or pain. He called out to the others with a wave.

Everyone turned their head at him. Antique was the first to run at him, Sephiroth shrieked a bit. He wrapped his arms to his head to guard against being ganged up. Antique grabbed his hands, not to beat him up, He threads his finger along with his hands, his arms, his elbows, shoulder, patted his back, and even poked a bit in his tummy. As the bald man was done and was happy. He waved the others to come closer. Sephiroth was ready for the gradual beating he will be receiving.

Antique: [HAHA! not nesessari' lad. Dey wanted to know how ye' feelin'] he slapped hard on Sephiroth back for a few times which made him fall to the ground aching at the pain. [Wut' yah doin' dere? No matter! Ye been out for a wee 3-4 lights. Cording to Specs.] Noticing the panic look of Sephiroth as he gazes others. [Ease up! haha! dey just worried.] Antique didn't much care about the pain he inflicted but Sephiroth felt some warmth from his laugh.

"Aghh. Good to know"

Followed by Monk, with his right hand on a prayer pose, he crouched down beside Sephiroth and laid his left hand on the boy's left shoulder and prayed. Sephiroth let him and looked at his face though he had to look up a bit for this man is huge. He was thankful. Monk opened his eyes and saw the boy's smile. [A gracious life you will have. The current events, with the mystery of the world, still guides you to safety] as he put his left hand on the boy's right shoulder.

"Heh. but you guys are the one that saved me" he scratched his nose and said shyly. Monk shook his head and smiled back.

The next one was Conny, He refrained from saying anything. He didn't pat him on his back nor shook his hand. He was only a few feet away. He just waved at him and smiled.

As soon as Sephiroth was standing, he got tackled to the ground by Chuni. Everyone was surprised. Earlier they agreed to treat the boy right just this moment as he deserves this rest and not outright beat him up. Before Monk, with his knitted forehead, even tried to pry Chuni away from the boy. Conny from the side was laughing his heart out. Most of them piece it together that it was his fault.

"Ughhh. PLEASE! GET! OFF" as his body felt comfortable due to being pinned down with an obese kid.

Chuni quickly moved to the side and sat on his feet [Tha- Tha- That wa-was a mista- No! Accident! I, I, I di-di-didn't] but he was waved off by Sephiroth indicating that he understood the situation. Nodding. [Hey. Uh, it still pains me to uh, to know that uh, that I'm the protagonist in this story.] sighed in disappointment [BUT! I'll concede this time HAHA! I'll find a way to bitch slap all of you into submission!] as arrogant as he is, halfway through his monologue, he did not notice that Sephiroth stood up, patted himself for a bit and quickly lunged at him. It was a choke play. Chuni was tapping Sephiroth in the thigh indicating him to stop just like in the television he saw but quickly shoved away from the idea cause he was about to pass out. He was able to breathe again when they heard a voice coming from outside the consciousness. The others stopped beating Conny, while Sephiroth moved to the side. Monk stood beside Sephiroth.

Monk: [Hmm... Return to the physical world boy] grabbing Sephiroth's shoulders. [See your benefactor and thank him properly] nodded at him.

Before he closed his eyes, he gave each on a glance and thanking them for what they did to help him.

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♪ Skyrim OST - Secunda ♪

"Ughhhhhhhhh" he groaned in pain. since he can't talk due to his dry throat. In doing so, he heard a response. He can't make out what the person said and just assumed he was not hearing right due to tiredness and the thirst [Parched! You ignorant fool! - Specs]

He tried again to make a sound and followed it up with his lips moving to try to illustrate that he was thirsty. Soon, he heard a muffled splash of water from a glass-like container then followed by a series of movements. [Oh! it actually worked... that was easy - Chuni]

He followed the sound with his left eye the best he can but it was too dark even with a glimpse of candlelight on the ceiling. He felt the presence on his side. The individual sat down beside the bed. Curiously, he did not expect to hear the sound of a mound of dried grass cracking when the individual did so. The individual touched his midback section and grabbed him under his knees then lift him carefully adjusting him with the bed so that he can rest in an angled position. Due to the candlelight whose light is against the individual, He can't see much when it's too dark. Soon, He felt a cold sensation on his lips that instinctively opened his mouth for a tiny bit and a hand aiding his head to drink. A cool sensation soon followed from his mouth to his neck that gave a reprieve to his pain. Not satisfied, he groaned for more. He was given another glass of water. [Wish' Aye can ave some watah too? - Antique]

He noticed the individual moved away from his sights and heard the person sat down on a wooden chair. He tried to turn his head to the right so that his left eye can see even a glimpse of the person. He was glad that he can move his head even for a bit. He saw a man sitting down in a ragged manner in his somewhat tanktop shirt-like, with a red cloth with silver design wrapped around his waist which his pants also adorned the same color design. Lastly, he can see a huge scar from the left side of his neck diagonal to his chest. Yet, he can't see the features of this man's face. It was too dark. Unfortunately, the candlelight did not serve much of a purpose to that area.

"Th-thank... youuuuu." with a bit of recovered strength. He pushed himself to utter these words. As monk explained. Gratitude to the benefactor. Sadly, The benefactor replied in grunts. [The world moves in mysterious ways. Be guarded in its mysteries and be humble in its discoveries - Monk]

The benefactor pointed his finger at Sephiroth's right hand then gestured to him to move it. Sephiroth shook his head and instead use his left hand and pointed at his right eye. The benefactor paused then grabbed the candle from the table closer to him to bring it up and gave some light. This motion enabled the candlelight to shown through the benefactor's face. An ashen silver-haired man probably in the early '30s. Unkept hair. Straight nose, Sharp brows. Teal colored eyes. The clean face betrays his tall and rugged body. He narrows his eyes and shook his head. Sephiroth again pointed at his right eyes and tracing the eyelids with his finger then Peeling something off and groaned from the pain. Figuring what the boy wants, the benefactor raised the glass of water and took the clean rug underneath it. He splashes it with water from the jug. He sat beside him and carefully damp the rug in the boy's eye rubbing and scraping off the muck. After cleaning away the muck, he waited for the boy to open up his eyes and when he did, he stared at the boy's eyes for a few seconds and doubted what he sees. He threw the rag at the table then quickly grabbed the candlestick. Here he can now clearly see the two different eye colors. Blue and Green. One of the ocean and one of the verdant green he thought

"Shty...el...l'kip" the benefactor said.

"Thank you?" Sephiroth whimperingly replied. It was awkward being stared for a long time and too close at that.

"Grndhrn...frthgfn?" asked the benefactor.

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Everyone has mixed emotions with this predicament. Surely, this was their/sephiroth's benefactor. You can't properly thank someone that sounded so gibberish. Most of them looked at Specs and anticipating an answer for this.

Specs: [Within expected parameters.] he typed at the main console with his mini screen beside him [Proceed with non-vocal communication] immediately recognized the situation and tried to remedy it as fast he could. He was not sure why he can pick it up fast but it was instinctive. It was not scientific to his dismay yet everything he experienced to now has defied scientific and more inclined to be idiocrasy

Chuni: [In the novels I've read. They usually understand each other from the get-go] voiced out [Maybe you just didn't press enough buttons so we can translate it automatically.] Everyone looked at him like he's some sort of mentally impaired individual [What? everyone understood each other from the start. Heck, I speak an Asian language and that dude is a 7ft-8ft black man whose a monk speaking who knows what. ]

Conny; [You have a point] glancing at his side [Ever wonder that maybe this is not your usual novels then?] looking back at the screen [We need to figure out first if we are truly safe or not. We can't be careless even if he saved us. regardless if he can understand us or not]

Antique: [Aye lads.] said without his usual cheerfulness.

Chuni: [Oh. Ahh. Yeah. I guess you're right] Ashamed. he nods and keeps his head low.

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♪ Kevin MacLeod - Fenster's Explanation ♪

"I... don't understand..." as Sephiroth weakly said. "I-I'm Sephiroth" he pointed at himself or rather he pointed at his chest. This, however, gave his benefactor the impression that he can't breathe properly that's he's slurring his words

"Tiok. Tiok viuoltrin?' mimicking him in a questioning tone

He shook his head and tried again to tell his name "I'm... Sephiroth"

"Sep-fee-rath?" the benefactor said.

Close enough he thought. He nodded and grinned.

The benefactor pointed at his chest and said "Sii-rees" replied. Repeating it until he can get a response from him [Sea rees? Prayer to the one named in honor of the sea - Monk]

'Siir-rees' laid his hand on the boy's bandaged right arm. Sephiroth flinched at this action which he raised his right arm yet he did not feel any pain. Specs reacted first by pointing out that he should not be able to do that at this time then proceeded to stutter again. The benefactor quickly grabbed his hands and inspecting it. Poking it at multiple spots trying to find at fault. He sighed and gave up.

As his face lit up again, he started to ask the boy multiple questions oblivious to his actions to which Sephiroth continuously shook his head for he couldn't understand a word he said. He stopped as he recognized that he trailed off too much. Between them was a wall. An invisible wall made of language. He was intrigued. To what is the question the six are currently unable to answer.

Leth: [Hehe. Magic....] without a drag-on of the letters just like he used too. Unlike the last time which only Chuni heard him, this time, everyone heard him. He blurted these words as on the screen, he saw the benefactor pointed his hand at the table and something sounded like a winded pushing hard to an object like the window earlier. The glass of water swosh and traveled to the man's hand. Everyone was silent. Except for Specs where his stuttering was getting more erratic. This was the moment Leth said the word 'Magic'. however, another thing was he felt the magic. No one did. Only he.

Sephiroth widened his eyes in surprise. The man again helped him in drinking more water and when the glass of water was empty. He blurted his nonsense again. Sephiroth suspected the water contained some sedative as he was getting sleepy from the cold sensation. The man just continued rattling on and the boy just slowly closed his eyes and drowse in an instant. Not knowing he was sleeping with a smile.

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"Hey everybody... so uh... what the hell am I doing here?" expecting to be unconscious just like the last time. The moment he dozes off. He was suddenly transported back inside the consciousness.

Conny: [Would you look at that? I guess someone got lonely sleeping on his own Ha!" clapped and grinned at him [The answer to your question..... is that we don't know. The smart one kinda broke that over yonder.] with his thumb, he pointed at the back [The monk just didn't care.] pointed at the left [So you are stuck with us. Me, Old man, and the high-up-his-ass-kid.] circled his finger around them. [Except for the slow talker. he just played with his 'screen' as honey stuck on something] pointing beside him. After that, he looked at Sephiroth and grinned. [Ready to get some hard earn love, kid?] as he put his knuckled together and a crack was heard.

"Oh. shit" Sephiroth understood it quickly. though he knew they didn't mean anything about it but the fact, that he gonna get beat up the moment he got there again was something to be frown upon. So he runs away immediately. He won't be bothering asking them why he was gonna get beat up. He just laughed. Unknowingly, He was having fun,