Arriving at the peritral Wall, as before, I can't see Oriana, and after being alone for less than a minute, Andára, The Orchqüim Woman, approaches to make company.
—Waiting again Trektör?.
—Not any more thanks to you Andára; How it was the "Work"?.
She snorts "—Boring, I form part of a few Parties with a bunch of new Students, and we went to different Combat Stations"...
—The food was not good, the enemies weak and dumb "Jelly Blobs", still, a few of this "Students" almost die against them, *Argh*, if a single Farioth would have appeared or an Æzh'Xinder, all of them would be dead!.
—Jajaja, So, really bad.
—*Sigh*, Yes; *Ahem*, Trektör, There is any chance that I can form part of your next Party?.
—Chances are high, although, I don't have enough people to form a Party for now, but, we can discuss this with the possible candidates...
As yesterday, Oriana, Julietta, Luana and Risteth co together, the view is astonishing, four beautiful won walking side to side with bright smiles.
A coquettish deanor is shown from so of them, in this case, the white haired not so Lady like, "Julietta", sending a teasing glare to everyone, as Luana tries to follow her example, opening her closed eyelids and revealing her bright orange irises, just to blatantly fail in imitating her friend.
"—*Sigh*, I will never get Verizon's attention this way"; Murmurs Luana as Julietta respond whispering "—That is your own fault, I told you for more than a month to learn at least the theory, like Oriana".
{Theory?, About what?}
"—Speechless Trektör?"; Julietta asks in normal tone; This ti, she has a hairstyle of two buns held together by red beads, that are a matching combination with her fitted dress, giving her a demure and pure younger appearance that does not go with her attitude and the tendency of her actions.
—Not at all, "Captivated", for sure.
Observing Risteth, Is a notorious fact that she is wearing again a green dress, an odd decision, considering that for what I seen, won tend to not employ the sa color in consecutive days, unless is a uniform or sothing similar.
Oriana has a similar attire too, leather harnesses supporting her voluptuous breasts as her dress follows the sa design I saw before, *Sniff*, and she is emanating a constant wave of her mint scent.
{She wants more of what I did to her yesterday, and I am ready to drink her fresh nectar}
Verizon cos out wearing a beige formal pants along with a sky blue long sleeved shirt, plus an interwoven brown vest, giving him a rather "Intellectual" appearance, while hiding his fit fra and the Fake Epidermis Suit under the outfit.
"—All present!"; Excitedly say Julietta as the Limousine arrives; Verizon and Myself scan the vehicle as we go inside with the ladies, being Andára the one who drives to our destination.
{We are only seven, and this is not the sa path we took yesterday}
"—Are you going to keep being secretive about our destination Julietta?"; Inquires Risteth with curious deanor, as the questioned lady blushes and gulps down as if she was asked about her crush, which probably is the case.
—I got an invitation to a "Small" celebration of a not so "Small" Family...
—Is one of the "New Families" from Clarattoia?.
"—No Valrettia, they are a Renown Family here on Aiottaralc too, *Sigh Ahh*, "He", He is so dreamy!"; The sight of the lady is completely lost in her thoughts as Risteth snaps ethereal fingers made of her green Zöhår to recover Julietta's attention.
—You are not being manipulated or played, "Again", Right Julietta?.
—Exactly!, "He" is legit, and don't get preoccupied, I learned from the past, that is why I ask for all of you to co...
"—And, he gave this, to keep in contact with "; The device Julietta shows is a cellphone, and she sends a ssage informing of our arrival; In the journey, we chitchat a little, being interrupted by the Gigantic Mansion that is our destiny.
At the outside entrance, a lean young man of 3.55 ters of height with short red orange hair and heterochromic eyes is waiting, accompanied by two taller and beefier young man, and both are my acquittances.
The first is "Norlan", 4.10 ters tall, brown hair and cyan eyes, kind and wise expression is evident on his face.
The second, is "Forlán", 4.35 ters of height, light violet eyes and orange hair, a complete Playboy, yet, he is sowhat serious.
As soon as we leave the limousine, I see the surprise on their faces ""—Is that you Trektör?!"".
—Yes...
—There is no way "He" is not one of us Norlan!, I told you back in the Northern Front when "He" looked like a Hobo!.
{What is he talking about?, It is ?}
—I rember quite well Forlán... , Trektör, I know is a stupid question, yet, Are you a "Krïegdörn"?.
—I am...
"—Nail it!"; Scream Forlán excitedly, throwing a straight punch to the left shoulder of Norlan "—I told you!, I call it!, and no one believe !; Forlán points at "—Trektör is the son of Aunty Nylanesh!".
{Aunty?!}
Forlán cos near in my slumber, processing his words while he lifts in a broad fraternal hug as he speaks with joy and happiness "—Welco back to the Family Trektör!, it feels wrong calling you Brother after not being there for you, but you know that I always going to back you up, exactly like when we finish those Two Lyg'Æythûz Farioth in Clarattoia!".
{Brothers?, Forlán?, and Norlan?, I know they are Truthful to a no end yet...}
—Can you put back on the ground Forlán...
—Yes!, before you destroy my arms, *Ji Ji*, and, Sorry, I am aware that you don't like physical contact, but I couldn't hold back, you are a Krïegdörn!, Like us!.
"—Yes Like Us!"; Norlan launches a hook punch to the stomach of his brother, who step back a little as the forr scolds his ineptitude.
—Forlán!, You Imbecile, Trektör's Mother is not our "Aunt", Is our "Alcaryng" known colloquially as "Alter Mother", We never find the person you were saying because we were searching in a different category!, you "Stupid Brainless Idiot"!.
—I had Three years when I ask for your help to search for "Him", is not my fault!...
—*Sigh*, It doesn't matter, Trektör is here now, and there is no doubt regardless of his identity as one of us, I an, he is Identical to our Father, just with the hair of his Mother...
{So the Spark Na of My Mother is "Nylanesh", is pretty, and... , I am not sure about how should I be feeling on this particular mont}
"—Eldest Brothers"; Speaks the third and shortest of the three "—May I introduce you to the girl I like?".
—""Of course"".
—Is her, the beautiful lady with two buns in her silky white hair, "Julietta"...
The Young Man does a pause, gathering his courage before speaking "—Just, Julietta".
The gentle kindness of Norlan and the cocky confidence of Forlán beco an inquisitive stare over Julietta who looks really frightened at the intensity of the scrutinizing Zöhår scanning they are performing over her.
"—Do you know her well Trektör?"; Inquire Forlán, absent of his joking behavior.
—No, I t her yesterday...
Forlán's nose flinch "—You sll like a Slut"; He goes near Julietta "—Which ans"...
—You better keep my Baby Brother satisfied!, welco to the Family!.
Joyfully screams Forlán, as he embrace with his left arm Julietta and with the right one his Baby Brother into a tight hug.
Norlan sighs and shakes his head "—Aren't you forgetting sothing?".
—Sorry for calling you "Slut", Julietta...
—That too...
—What more do I have...?!"; Fleetingly reply Forlán as he thinks really hard and fast, literally igniting his hair and letting so smoke to go out of his ears "—Right!, I take care of the Old Man, Trenner, but if you dare to not marry at least three Ladies of good Families, I will tear apart both of you in front of the other, and I am not joking, so do not get her pregnant either, though you have like half a century before that is possible"...
{That is of my interest!}
—What age are you talking about Forlán?.
—Eh?, Norlan!...
—*Sigh*, "86" Years of Age we beco Fertile Trektör, but can happen earlier, so be careful from "72" years onwards...
—Good to know... , Can we enter now?.
Forlán laughs "—Haha!, Of course, we have to celebrate!, My Baby Brother Trenner reaching 36 Years of age, and you returning to the Family Trektör!".
"—Trenner"; Say Norlan with seriousness to his Baby Brother "—If sothing happens to Forlán or , you can go to Trektör, he is more trustworthy than us, so pay attention to what he does, you can learn a lot too".
"—As you say Eldest Brother"; Comnt the youngster as he tries to liberate Julietta and himself from the tight hug of Forlán.
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