64 Chapter 19: The promised meeting

As we ate breakfast, the island glides its way for the public island. By the time we finished, the island was already very close to the public island parking. As we got closer and closer, as our island turned to have the front facing the island before it finally lands inside a round in area of the mainland. The rubbish and waste stored were transferred over, and we walked out before flying up.

We spread out our wings as a chat of responses was shared between Anna and me of our recent works. It was mostly positive, but in the modern times where combination has been harder and harder than ever before due to pre-existing troops and storytelling ideas already used up. Due to our holiday with the class, we had two weeks of material prepared for our journey to makes sure in the eyes of the audience we never skip a chapter. During this trip, we'll keep in contact with the audience through the post of images or videos.

We flew over the many small islands with a little topping of smaller park islands in few gaps. We flew and flew as we followed the directions the map. We caught of a gasp wing in the air and traveled with it. Suddenly, the map turned a little red before disappearing to indicate the arrival. I looked down to see an arrowed shaped island covered with a metal textured plastic coating. At the edge of the island point outwards was one remarkably circular rectangle canon with the same metal textured plastic with thin red off-set over each edge. Inside the canon an arrow like structure with the tip pointing about 45 degrees towards the sky. The surrounding island was similarly designed with the middle of the island having a large number indicating the station. We were station 5, and this was station one so we moved forward. On the left towards the inner of the public area was the main station deemed 'zero' where it's the place for looking after the machines and resting for the workers. We flew over four islands and saw a group of people standing on the massive number 5 on the station. We disabled our wings and activated our chewing gum for a quick and soft landing.

Our classmates came to greet us and congrats us on our new anime adaption announcements from one of mine and Sugi's. We watched the chats of our responses from fans that I happen to move to cover up most of the people's faces and pretended to care. I gave a few words back to keep a healthy relationship. There was still a good 15 minutes left before the promised meeting time so told the classmates about planning out my stories which is something they can understand and left me to allow as I answered the chats. Sugi, on the other hand, decided to get every one of their opinion on his newly released chapter, which was something of unusual for her.

I answered few of the comments and watched the chats as I drew a few pictures of fan requests. I got to see what other people can do and gave in some recommendations for; character, story and art styles. It has seen of recently that our art styles are a bit too similar for each manga. Some of the art styles don't fit well with the story that is being called which surprisingly not alit of people had a problem with, and it seemed like it was something mostly the writer has issues with. I have been searching and looking for ideas on chat while the web opened for research. The fan recommends few art styles, but I found them a little off. A found few more art styles that I found liked and attempted to mix it with my style which is a rare incident where my different personalities inside my mind come very helpful. I could always ask a personality that is closest to the targeted audience and sees if they like it or not.

Fifteen minutes has gone by, and few remaining classmates had arrived. We finished off our greeting and walked into a rectangle gate with a red border. It led to the arrow we saw the very top. The structure was on angles so gravity control was needed inside to cause the illusion of walking on a flat surface. The inside was a roll of separated rooms with each capable of containing two people with a single long walkway from the bottom to top in the middle gapping the two sides of closed off rooms.

We choose the room that we liked which contained the necessary programs of drawing. We walked into the room, and the door closed behind us. The room itself was actually like a small room with a long table and a large bed that can turn into a sofa. We portrayed our thoughts into the wall and gave it think as we both can see our thoughts. We gave our suggestions before our projection went off and was replaced with a green count down from 50 to 0 where it fired off. The edges of the cacoon that we saw out the window were long in the past as all we see is the sky and small islands. We were off the ground, and we're on the way to America island!