419. The Arms of Time Reverberation and The Head – Hora, Minu and Seci

419. The Arms of Time Reverberation and The Head – Hora, Minu and Seci

“... By the way Nav.” Frost began, wanting to lighten the suddenly darkening mood. “Find anything on the Beholders yet?”

She shook her head sadly, holding her hands by her lap. “Nothing. Anna only remembers what they were like in the past. Nothing specific. Everything has been gibberish so far. Frost. I thought you were here to discuss Time Reverberation.”Geett the latest novels at novelhall.com

“I am. I just wanted to hear it from you.” Frost hummed, passing Nav’s cup to her.

“You can always hear me from anywhere.” Nav cocked her head again, causing Frost to reach up and pat her head.

“I meant your voice. I want to hear as often as I can. And besides, I don’t want you to feel lonely. You’ll be stuck in the Nexus for a while once we’re back on our feet. None of us can see your stats but it’s easy to tell that you’re easily hurt.” Frost tenderly spoke.

Indeed. Nav’s Stats were nonexistent. Even Frost was incapable of seeing it. Nav made a sad joke that it was because machines are not supposed to have a soul, but that wouldn’t explain the violin and piano Ara heard, or the two Atelier Items that Kissaria managed to pull out of them.

“Hmm... Loneliness.” Nav held a finger on her chin. “... It would be strange if your stove suddenly missed you.”

Nav’s very existence was an anomaly. Almost as much as Frost’s. Then there was Jury.

Nav suddenly leaned into Frost, their noses just inches apart as she tried to discern something from her eyes. Anna’s slurping was all that played as the Library’s ambience before suddenly:

“My. Heart. Is. Fluttering. So. This. Is. What. Love. Is. like” Nav said in the most robotic way possible, causing a chill to run down Frost’s spine as Anna spat out her drink. “Cer said that to use this line anytime you look like you’re in a daze. She tried writing a theory in the sands to prove that if she said this to you then you were ‘totally’ going to eat her. A shame that she waves washed it away.”

“... Thankfully your delivery made me realize it was a joke ahead of time.” Frost quickly recovered, reeling backwards as she quietly sighed. “Nav. You almost gave me a heart attack so please don’t say that unless you absolutely mean it. Besides... I do love you Nav. Just not in the same was as I love Jury.”

Frost placed a hand on Nav’s head again.

“I find it difficult to wrap my head around the multiple interpretations of a single verb. I’m aware, nonetheless. Still, it does make this tin-heart of mine happy to hear that.” Nav fondly smiled as she opened both arms invitingly.

“Of course~ Anna, wanna join in?” Frost warmly hummed, turning to the girl who turned a slight shade of red.

She came from a background where workers were able to override decisions made by those much higher than them at their own educated discretion. This meant that every single person was a leader in their own right. If the decision coming from above seemed wrong or too dangerous, then members at the tail end could work around it as long as they could rationalize it.

Within reason of course.

Having things too ridged meant that losing people above would plunge everyone underneath into chaos. Frost could only imagine what was going on in distant Atelier branches now that their communications were lost. The best way Frost could put it was to imagine it as the mythical beast – the Hydra.

When one head was severed one or two more would regrow. Nipping any head in Time Reverberation would therefore be a futile effort. The quality of the personnel also justified this approach. They had a small number of Moons, and they were more than capable of handling themselves.

What eventually resulted from their hours of brainstorming and planning were multiple branches connected to one core branch. The Head, where Time Reverberation’s administrative personnel would reside, and the Arms which would represent the several Branches of Time Reverberation and serve as an extension of the Head’s metaphorical hands.

What Frost had in mind was a clock, with each hand representing the emergency and priority of each Branch, which would be called Arms.

Hora; Time Reverberation’s Therapeutical Arm – focusing on mental and physical trauma. Healers would also find themselves here too.

Minu; Time Reverberation’s Auditing Arm – intended to investigate the Ateliers and abnormalities, and finally;

Seci; Time Reverberation’s Responsive Arm – designed to dispatch Moons when a considerable threat, such as the Corrupted, arises. They would be armed with Isolation Spheres to minimize the damage and equipped with only the finest of arms.

The easiest way to remember them was to go by the arms of a clock: hour, minute and second.

Nav was proposed to be the heart of all communications, as Aspiring Moons would be able to directly speak with one another through her without relying on CogitO’s technology. This of course depended on how well Nav could handle the traffic. If she couldn’t, then CogtiO would be necessary unless the Stars were faster than telepathy.

That being said, they had the foundation set in stone. All they needed now was to fill Time Reverberation with eager personnel, and Frost had just the right people in mind.

The Demi-Humans they saved from Grandis!

Better yet, the cat-girl that survived Serum S was a major candidate. Frost had planned a trip back to the Golden Index to check up on Stella and Sana, as well as the sleeping Realized Aster.

Depending on how things went, Time Reverberation would be populated in no time.