Manga mod on 1/2

[Don't be shocked, but this episode is… a lite bit different.]

[For now:] Imagine a World of Black and White; like if the art background of this story was a manga written by black ink on a white paper.

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It was a calamity…

That was a proper name for the level of working-chaos in office. All that packed inside something that looks as administrative multi-store building for a massive corporation, or some high-level agency with government support. In every direction, everywhere you look, you can see a madding office work effort. Overtime workload was to soft description on the situation presented on this information battlefield. Phones were ringing, operators were telephoning, and an office employer were running from place to place often with pile of documents in their arms. But it was not the madness one can heard on a (dead line) to deliver the (company product), because there was no product to deliver at first place. But still...

The investigators were trying to figure out what has happened. The solution department was already working on a plan, even if they don't have all data. The pin-cork tables were filling by astonishing rate with notes, photos and evidence. Somebody lined up a strings across his office putting a notes of events onto it, making something like a time web of events. Supporting staff was running errands to keep this place running. Printers were printings a thousands of pages. Coffee was drink on litters/gallons and sugar consumed on kilos/pounds. Even the food rations was made in format that can be devoured fast, easy and in option can cold down on work tables in they thermal pack boxes.

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There was at last one who was not in hurry. One person was seem to be immune to this chaos. A Calliope Mori with melancholy bud distant expression on her face, was standing on the hallway outside the offices, work floor, and auditoriums. She was looking out of the window on a colorless rain.

She sigh. ("The color's are gone.")

Suddenly some person from management approached her. Because she was more on the action work side in field, that administration side in office, she know better to stay out of the way. But even she know that her (deployment) in this mess is questionable. This manager tell her that, because they were unable to contact not just several but many agents and operatives, they not allow her, to do nothing. So they hand over to her a very classified file folder and tasked her to check up several V.I.P. operatives. If possible she shall retrieve them for a newly forming respond task force.

As she takes that file folder, she knows, that she is on the respond group to and those operatives will be her teammates for whatever big operation that come next. It was just a seconds but once again she was standing alone next to the window looking into that file. She got surprised that she is tasked only to found a four characters. But by how they were phrasing the creation of her team within the formation of response task forces; she figured out they mobilizing everyone and everything they can. The few reliable information about the current situation dint tell her much new from what she was already assumed. The (incident) occurred on the entire world, as they already trying to pinpoint (a source), hinting that the effect is not permanent. Multiple teams are forming with an unusual idea in mind. As if she shall already expecting a certain objective or task.

But… even in this (gray) situation, while reading the data, she giggle. "They call this team a Myth." Then she literally rolled her eyes around when they mentioned, that during the effect of this incident; some knowledge, rules and position of some (places?), persons and even (fact?) can be inaccurate to the owning memories.

Don't bothering to read everything in details, especially when there was a lot of personal information about the four she need to find, she closed that file folder and went onto her mission to found her teammates.

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The intel about the inaccuracy of someone own memories turn out to be absolute true as Mori ended up strolling, roaming the streets aimlessly not finding anyone she was looking for. She even sit down to read the file with great focus to get every piece information, to actually found anyone of them.

Eventually a hunger hits her and as she was ramble for some piece of food through the shopping area, she stand up in front of very suspicious (food restaurant?). It was a KFP. [Kiara Fried Phoenix] Suddenly she remember that a boss of this one, is actually an operative of they agency and a one of those she was tasked to found. But this one was also know for the issues connected to her personality. Mori was unable to prevent a desperate smile on her face and she literally was building a resolve to actually enter that restaurant.

And after a few minutes of staring at that establishment, she make that step forward.

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She entered a mess hall and was unpleasantly welcomed by a wall of flames. At first; it look like the entire interior of this building is in ablaze. And of course no file alarm in far sight. But on second glance; it was just one person [fully scorched black] standing in middle enveloped in fire aura [white]. Then the flames in the hall were just an emotional illusion created from that person overwhelming pressure of presence.

Actually the employees were all hiding behind counter or turn-over tables with some other customers.

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On other side of the coin, Mori seems to be bored. "Cut out the demonic flames."

That person menacingly glared [evil white eyes] at the person who dared to spoke this. It give her a few seconds to actually recognize that person, with was symbolized by widen its eyes full open. Then it was like if you open an over-shaken bottle of fizzy drink. All the flames bubbled up and out like a fountain onto a foam and dispersed.

Until only a girl with chicken slender legs in a fast food restaurant uniform dint emerge from the puffs of steam and fluffy clouds where that fire demon was before. Then with still angry face she return toward some worker standing behind the counter and she pointed at the newcomer. "See?! Don't dare to say to me that (this) is not a problem! Even her, from all, despite knowing what it actually is, she saw it like something else. But I am an eternal flame of romance!" She angrily stomp the ground and for a second it look that she took from that attack more damage that the floor. "Agrh! Enough!" Looking offended she turn her back to that employee. "Calli, lets go! I Don't know (who) or (what), but if you reached me, then you are already on something. And hear my word: We solving this!!"

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Mori dint move from that spot as she observed Takanashi. "Actually, they making a team and we are on it. But first: Are you sure you are okay?"

Stubbornly she trow her face with closed eyes to side. "Don't mind this side-back. Soon or later, it will be all okay. You seem don't care that much but (I), refuse to be like this for to long."

Some of the employee come from the kitchen in back, pushing a trailer. "Mam. This is you order." Takanashi turned toward that person and got taken aback by how big the thermal box for food carrying was.

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Mori starts to speak... "I need to find..."

...But still ticked Takanashi, stop her with raised hand and finger, as she with strictly expression look at Calliope face. "Pa! Pa! Pa!… Save the boring stuff, when we all be gathered. Just simple look at you, told me everything I need to know, how big mess you are inertly. No need to force yourself to say monochromatic [black and white color theme] stuff to me. I love colors! Especially in the little talk! So don't worry! I definitely know the girl we shall wist next. In fact, she self invited herself. By making a ridiculous order by a phone." She glared down at that food box, and got angry for some reason. "And I will choke all this down into her throat!" She tried to pick it up, but the box dint move. "Ara?" [Eh?] She tried again, but then realize that the thing is to heavy for her to even slightly to move. "Ara~a?" [E~eh?]

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But that was not the case of the other girl with strength of the man. She pull that box by its shoulder strap and hang that thing on her back.

It was not all what they were to take with them, because there was still a shopping bags lefts to take. So the employee hand over it to the boss, including a clip board, with the address of the delivery.

But even that make that girl bent over, so she fully shocked scream her inner rage out of her lungs. "I am a weakling too?!! Did the color was actually the source of my strength?! Aghrrrr!!" Mori offered herself to even take that, but Takanashi strongly refuse. "No!! I have my pride! I will somehow manage!" Then the stronger girl offer, or mentioned her (power?) drink, but even that was meet with denial. "No!! That things of yours; Kills people!!" In the end another employee brings up more shopping bags, so the stuff can be divided between them.

Now, was time to move, and every employee and (customer?) lines up, making a corridor toward the front door, to see off the boss and her teammate onto they mission.

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After one full episode of failing to found the way names as "Wayfinding failure"; later…

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At some point the party of two, managed to found the shark location…

Takanashi Kiara was furious and stressed out to the point, she was grinding her own teeth. They were standing in front of apartment door located on some (backwaters?) location, that was so (out of the main story-line), (so far in back); that it not even been displayed on a player map or any playable map. The weaker girl was spooking words through her teeth as some kind of threat. "You better have a real reason for what you told me, Gura. Or be on it, even worse, that me! Otherwise, I show you what is really into me!"

Mori was unfazed to that monologue, so she knock on the door.

A steps was heard behind the door and in moment Gawr Gura opened and show herself to them. But… … … The duo of visitors pulled they eyes out in shocking surprise. The (girl?) in front of them... She look nothing like them, or what they will expect to see as person. It was like if the artist that was tasked to visualize her, stop its work on early stage. Just bunch of bored lazy sketch that resembled an early stage of character creation, with all the support shape draws; like sub level circles, rectangles, triangles, lines and such. Simply; the type of drawing that have to long way to its final move of pen or brush.

The moment (Shark?) noticed who they are she put down whatever she was doing until now and reach for the (trident?) who was put on standby next to the door, (ready to grab and go). But… … … Even the mighty trident was a sketch. Just a few lines that hardly resembled a pitchfork, with price tag hanging from it. But instead of numbers, there was some poorly sketched Atlantians symbols that probably symbolized that weapon name. 

Without delay the short girl walk out, close the door behind herself and face them. "Lets go!" Of course that confused the party but she raised her (hand?) to stop the questions. "Calli… I am a (character concept draft)… Lets go!" They asked her if she need a help, like use a pen to (draw the rest of her) to bring her back. She quickly come with a plan. "We need an artist. Right? Then how lucky of you. By a chance, I know the person. But first, we need a to fetch a fee [payment] for the gate keeper, to let us in."

Takanashi look at the clip-board, and at the list of items asking the (little girl?), if those are that payment. Whit simple answer (some of it is for the next stage) the trio move out.