Chapter 9 - Part A
[Author's Notes] Okay, I'm tired of the Queen's voice so I'm going to avoid it for this chapter. Who knows, chapters 7-9 may be one long-ass chapter instead of three. I'm still unsure about the chapter breaks, but it's more due to length more than anything else. These are awfully short chapters as it stands, but they're all minus the detail except these last few. Have I mentioned how much I hate writing descriptions? Thank goodness for the sims! If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't be thinking of architecture the same way.
Panting, Tristan didn't stop to enjoy the view; she found a cushion on the floor and plopped down. Cece soon emerged from a staircase huffing as well. Remy and Agatha had already found cushions to their liking and flopped onto them. Remy said gently to Tristan, "Catch your breath, then let the view take it away."
Tristan's focus edged away from her breathing to her surroundings. She was in a fairly large room, about forty by sixty feet all encased in glass. They were about eight stories up where the three arches joined together. This room was simply the large archway opened into a room.
It was oddly shaped, to accomodate the fusion of three archways. However, the scariest thing was that the floor was made of glass as well, which meant you could see straight down. Too scary, so Tristan focused instead on the mountain rising up covering up a third of the horizon. Opposite the mountain was a straight drop down to the ocean where waves crashed up in a swathe of white. Just beyond the cliffs was a small beachhead and she could spot two boats swaying with the current down there.
"You can get to the beach through the east end of the woods." Agatha had noticed where Tristan was looking.
Cece finally reached them and plopped down beside Agatha who gave her a handkerchief to wipe off the sweat. Remy spoke up. "Did you notice how many floors you walked past?"
Tristan nodded and said, "Yes, we walked past five floors, not counting the first."
Remy nodded. "Right. Each focus has two floors. Hand has the first two, then Heart, then Head. The dormitories are directly above the assembly hall. Because the arch becomes smaller at the top, the Hand dormitory only has one floor." Remy glanced at the other two and getting their approval, she continued. "You were a tough one to place. All of us saw potential in you for each discipline." Remy paused, "We all did agree though in the end, that you belonged primarily to Heart."
Tristan beamed at the prospect of learning from Agatha.
Cece took up the conversation. "However, due to what we all observed, it would be remiss of us if we did not fully explore your potential in all fields. There are already a few with what we call cross-over talents. I believe you've made the acquaintance of one such candidate - Donna. You shall join her and her companions in receiving education that transcends our normal training. It will be a harsh road, young Tristan. However, we can only see good resulting from this should you wish to try this path.
Agatha smiled, "What do you say to all this?"
Tristan grinned. "Three words - pile it on!" and she let out a whoop of delight.
The trio laughed with her and then sobered. Agatha spoke. "There are some rules and regulations."
Panting, Tristan didn't stop to enjoy the view; she found a cushion on the floor and plopped down. Cece soon emerged from a staircase huffing as well. Remy and Agatha had already found cushions to their liking and flopped onto them. Remy said gently to Tristan, "Catch your breath, then let the view take it away."
Tristan's focus edged away from her breathing to her surroundings. She was in a fairly large room, about forty by sixty feet all encased in glass. They were about eight stories up where the three arches joined together. This room was simply the large archway opened into a room.
It was oddly shaped, to accomodate the fusion of three archways. However, the scariest thing was that the floor was made of glass as well, which meant you could see straight down. Too scary, so Tristan focused instead on the mountain rising up covering up a third of the horizon. Opposite the mountain was a straight drop down to the ocean where waves crashed up in a swathe of white. Just beyond the cliffs was a small beachhead and she could spot two boats swaying with the current down there.
"You can get to the beach through the east end of the woods." Agatha had noticed where Tristan was looking.
Cece finally reached them and plopped down beside Agatha who gave her a handkerchief to wipe off the sweat. Remy spoke up. "Did you notice how many floors you walked past?"
Tristan nodded and said, "Yes, we walked past five floors, not counting the first."
Remy nodded. "Right. Each focus has two floors. Hand has the first two, then Heart, then Head. The dormitories are directly above the assembly hall. Because the arch becomes smaller at the top, the Hand dormitory only has one floor." Remy glanced at the other two and getting their approval, she continued. "You were a tough one to place. All of us saw potential in you for each discipline." Remy paused, "We all did agree though in the end, that you belonged primarily to Heart."
Tristan beamed at the prospect of learning from Agatha.
Cece took up the conversation. "However, due to what we all observed, it would be remiss of us if we did not fully explore your potential in all fields. There are already a few with what we call cross-over talents. I believe you've made the acquaintance of one such candidate - Donna. You shall join her and her companions in receiving education that transcends our normal training. It will be a harsh road, young Tristan. However, we can only see good resulting from this should you wish to try this path.
Agatha smiled, "What do you say to all this?"
Tristan grinned. "Three words - pile it on!" and she let out a whoop of delight.
The trio laughed with her and then sobered. Agatha spoke. "There are some rules and regulations."
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