Chaldeas 2
Location: Deep Jungles of Brazil
Year: 2015
A stirring from underneath a luscious set of pristine silk sheets ruffled through a dimly lit room. The sole sound accompanying it being the slow blowing air from the ventilation system near the head of the bed joined it in a calming and almost impossible to escape from feeling of pure relaxation and peace. Not even the soon to be alarming and destructive force would be enough to try and pull the mage resting his eyes away from such complete bliss.Location: Deep Jungles of Brazil
Year: 2015
But that wasn't going to stop it from coming...
The lights shot up full and a large bright holographic screen appeared near Sirus Yitub's bedside with the face of one of the many helping hands at Chaldeas 2 appearing on it. Sirus tried to immediately turn his head away from the light and bury himself away but even with a pillow over his head the noise coming from the screen was too loud to simply block out.
"Mister Yitub, it is almost the middle of the afternoon and you are late to the scheduled event for the Master Candidates today. shall we begin the process without you or should we wait just a little while longer?" The voice said with little to no emotion. It had not been the first time this conversation had happened prior to an important event in the facility. Sirus threw his hand in the air and waved the screen off, as if trying to swat away an annoying little fly ruining his good time.
"Yes please, it isn't like I'm fully needed there right? Just go about...whatever it is...." A yawn quickly escaped the mage's throat as a the previously stoic voice gave out a quick yelp as a much louder, booming one took its place.
"OH NO YOU DON'T! THE CANDIDATES ARE NOT ABOUT TO PERFORM THEIR FIRST SUMMONING RITUAL WITH YOU LYING IN BED LIKE SOME SLOTH! I TOLD YOU TO GET AN EARLY NIGHT'S SLEEP BUT YOU JUST HAD TO CONTINUE WORKING ON THE LAST PARTS OF THE RAYSHIFT CIRCLE AND NOW YOU BARELY HAVE ENOUGH ENERGY TO EVEN ROLL YOURSELF FROM YOUR COT!"
The authoritative voice made Sirus leap from his sleep and hide behind the opposite side of the bed away from the screen in his room, as if it would stop the terrifying barrage of words coming straight towards him. The great Saint Martha was not one to be left waiting, and she was definitely not gonna let someone skimp out on their responsibilities when it was required of them to be around. Once the yelling quit Sirus sighed in defeat and stood up in his sleep wear and shook his head.
"Fine, fine. I hear you Martha. Just give me about five minutes and I'll be in the Summoning Chamber before you know it. Just don't yell at me anymore will you?" Sirus said as he pushed a few buttons on his bedside table and made the hologram disappear. Letting out another yawn he turned towards his closet and began preparing for, what was admittedly, a day he couldn't afford to leave to chance. The day his candidates became full fledged Masters.
When the screen cleared out Martha let out a sigh of frustration as she began walking down a small set of steps back to where she had been standing for the past hour with the rest of the Master Candidates. She had been there, with all of the staff stationed for this important event, for the longest time trying to think of every possible excuse for her Master's absence. 'Perhaps he is just checking on the mana currents to ensure the summoning goes well,' she had said knowing that he had already done so two days prior. 'Maybe he is just getting a late breakfast, like every good Master needs to do,' she told them while using the opportunity to lecture the young mages about properly keeping their strength up not just for the summoning but all their magical abilities.
Eventually she and the rest of them had grown tired of waiting and that was when she had stormed up to the observation room to demand a call into his room. Finding him there of all places, still ignoring the morning was something that Martha could not stand. Her fit of rage only came because of how much he had been looking forward to this day and his chance to turn his candidates into masters before Aminusphere did. Yet he couldn't ever seem to leave things to the other competent staffers and worked until past midnight the previous day ensuring that everything was ahead of schedule and ready for the first sign of trouble.
Finally entering the automatic doors of the Summoning Chamber, Martha made her presence known as her black heels slammed against the cold floor beneath her all the while fixing her dark suit's sleeves as they had been riding up her arm due to her rather aggressive strut down the stairs earlier.
Quickly regaining her composure she let out a sigh and looked at all the candidates in front of her. "Master Yitub will now be arriving shortly. In the meantime I want to remind you all to ensure that whatever Summoning Catalysts you either brought with you or were given when you arrived will need to be in your possession for this summoning to be effective," Martha began to explain as she pointed to the many different items the candidates had in their hand. "Each of those is connected to a great Heroic Spirit based on our research and they are needed for these summons to be accomplished. Those of you who have none simply remember the basics you have been taught during your time with Master Yitub. This will be an important first step for us all at Chaldea 2 and you are expected to accomplish this tremendous feat with pride..."
Martha continued her speech, the second time she had gone through it much to the annoyance of some not just in the chamber itself but listening in on the observation deck. Looking up Midoa Shurito couldn't help but laugh to himself quietly as he looked at the other candidates in the room. He was one of the few who did not have a catalyst in the room and he felt somewhat uneasy about that as they prepared for the greatest step in their journey so far. He was worried that his servant, whomever it could be, would be slightly less impressive that the others and that he would drag the group down. Compared to the other mages, he had few magical circuits than almost if not everyone there and it made his self confidence dwindle greatly. Now with this set of circumstance, he was even more worried.
But as Martha finished her speech again, movement from above caught his eye again. Martha turned as well to see Sirus now stationed in the chamber above. While he was in one of his classic black suits, his hair was noticeably unkempt. Likely a sacrifice he made in order to show up faster as to avoid another tongue lashing from the Ruler in room with Midoa.
Sirus looked around the room beneath him and then gave a hand signal to the others in the observation room. Hands quickly scurried around consoles and screens as sounds started echoing through the large chamber and the shaking of mechanisms and magic began to shake around them. Looking down again, Sirus seemed to pass down a message only Martha could hear as she nodded in return. Spinning on her heel to look at the young masters, she smiled and held out her hand towards the circle that was not beginning to brighten before them all.
"Young Candidates," She said to them with a smile and pride in her voice. "It is time to become Masters of Chaldeas 2!"
Midoa nodded back in silence as he quickly took his mana stones from a pouch he had brought with him into the chamber as he took his spot in the room. The circle was large enough for all seven candidates to take a part in it, making the magical energy in the room now which started off very small almost overwhelming with power. Turning away his mind from that distraction, Midoa turned his focus to the stones in his hand began his chant to himself. As he did, he felt the stones in his hand liquefy and begin dripping onto the circle beneath him. Lights began appearing at all the corners of the room and it was now only a matter of time before they all could see their new and powerful servants for the first time.
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