//------------------------------// // Dazzling Café Chat (Part 2 of 3) // Story: The Lost Siren // by Dreagknight-LostWriter //------------------------------// “What do you mean by been better?” Aria asked, glaring at me. “I mean, she's not okay.” I deadpanned. “And before you two can asked, all I know or at least believe, is that she is traumatized and dealing with depression.” I eyed both of them coldly. “Let me ask you two something: Why did you kick Sonata out?" Both girls seem to have a shadow across there face as they looked away, they both stayed quiet for a while, until Adagio spoked up. “Do you know what it's like to have power, what's it like to have anything and everything you ever wanted?" Adagio turned her head towards me, the look in her eyes was vacant. “To be thrust into a different world where your power had dwindled, to go through centuries of gaining back your magic at a slow, dreadful, rate. Then after centuries of searching you finally found a source the could fill that missing space, that empty void of power.” Adagio stopped and looked at me. “No, I don’t know," I said, trying to picture that. Did she just say centuries, how old are they? Adagio continued on. “Then one day you finally had that power, more power from a single source then you could have ever imagine, so much power that that you felt complete, so much that you felt unstoppable.” Adagio went silent for a few seconds. “On that same day you lose it all, everything from your magic, that power hunger feeling, immortality, everything. The sad thing was, we was at our highest peak of magic and lost it all in under five minutes. We had it less than five minutes before we lost it all, something like that can't be compared to any other defeat. You asked why we kick Sonata out, can you fathom our frustration or anger we had during that time? Yet Sonata, lets just say she had a different response to that, one that annoyed us to the point we couldn't keep her in the house anymore, so we kicked her out.” Being kicked out alone shouldn’t traumatize a person, maybe depression, but not traumatized. So that mean her main traumatization came from the students at my school. Yet, from what she tells me, I bet that day when they lost it all, must have broken them. I thought, trying to piece the information together. “But what could she had possibly done to make you kick her out though.” I asked, trying to grasp a true picture of what she was telling me. Adagio only shooked her head. “No, that something we won't be telling.” Adagio took another sipped at her latte finishing the last drop. Looking at me, with a now rejuvenated look, she sigh with relief. “So how long had Sonata being staying with you?” Aria asked, still not looking my way. “Umm, counting today, that would be about...four days now. I said, not counting the three days I left her out back at the school. “Well that idiot manage to survive a full week on her own then.” Aria said softly. “Survived yes, but she was not in the best of shape when I found her.” I said low, but loud enough for them to hear. “If you two kicked her out, then why are you looking for her now?” Both Adagio and Aria looked at me as though I slapped them with the back of my hand. “Well, if we are looking for her, then that must mean we miss her then.” Adagio hissed as she straightened herself out. Taking a deep breath she spoke calmly. “After a few days when she was gone, we started to get worried about her.” “So after becoming worried, you started to look for her.” I finish for her, which she only nodded her head. “Now before you go and ask anymore personal questions, I have only two for you. Why do you care about her and why are you so quick to jump to her defence?” Adagio asked, freezing me in my place. Aria turn to look at me, waiting to hear my answer. “Umm, its because umm... she is my friend.” Was the only answer that came to mind, I remember Sonata asking a similar question that I couldn't answer myself. “Aria, what do you think?” Adagio asked with a smirk. “Appeal.” Aria answer with a similar smirk. “I think you're right, but lets just make sure.” Adagio said. “What? what do appeal have to do with anything?” I asked. “You’ll see, just answer these four question truthfully.” Adagio said. “First, why is she staying with you?” “Because I save her from being attack.” I replied. “But what made that the reason for letting her stay with you, you could have ditch her afterward, ask her to go home, send her to the authorities or something?” Aria asked. “I don’t know. I just felt like I had to help her.” I said, trying to see the point of all of this. “Question two.” Aria said. “Why did you fought those guys instead of leading them away, like someone smart would have done?” “I wasn't thinking at the time, so I decided to try and hold them off.” I said, remembering that night. “Question three”. Adagio cut in. “Where is she sleeping now and why?” I had to lower my head so they wouldn't see a small blush appearing on my face. “In my bed cause she didn’t want to be alone.” I said with a low voice. Aria started to laugh as Adagio went ‘Aww so sweet of you’. I only groaned in annoyances. “What do this have to do with appeal?” I asked barely lifting my head. “Last question.” Adagio said, patting my shoulder. “By any chance, did you happen to see her gem or more likely, touched it? “Yeah, I seen it.” I answer, my face to still hanging low. “Your right Aria, he do have the appeal effect on him.” Adagio said, stifling another laugh. “What is the appeal effect!” I asked aggravated. “The appeal effect is something we sirens have going for us. We may not have our magic, or our immortality, but we are sirens by birth.” Adagio educated me. “The appeal effect is like a charm that we induce on others. See, Sonata appeal happens to be something you fall under, her appeal is…” Adagio stopped as she thought about it. “Affinity. A natural liking to her without even knowing, which also make others want to protect her.” “So, she charm me into helping her?” I asked, now with a betrayal anger raising. “Sonata is an idiot.” Aria said. “That airhead way of hers just causes her affinity to keep flowing out to others, and she doesn't even know it at times. “What?” I asked, well more likely just said. “Yep, that idiot doesn’t know if she charming people or not.” Aria said taking another sipped at her tea. “Which means she might not even know you're under her spell, which is probably for the best.” Adagio said now pondering her words. “Although now that you know, I’m sure her appeal will start to wear off soon.” “Wear off, can you explain that to me, cause I still don't understand this appeal effect thing?” I asked, my anger turning into confusion. “Here’s a simple explanation for you.” Adagio said with a sly smile. Is she calling me stupid now? “Unlike our magic or mind control, our appeal has a high limit to it. Once someone knows they’re under our effect, their mind begins to fight it. Our appeal can't control anyone or their actions and there's no magic to it, so its very weak.” Adagio said, leaning back. So, their appeal only affect what others think of them then. “So then, what's your appeal?” I asked adagio, which she only smirk back at me. “Wouldn't you like to know?” She said in a sultry tone, her magenta eyes staring deep within my own eyes. I blushed again as a few imagens came to mind from what she just said. Placing my head on the table, I tried to think of anything else then what my mind was leading me to. Aria started to laugh once more as I turn my head to face her. “What so funny?” I asked, my voice muffled. “Why would your mind jump to such perverted thoughts when all she asked you was, ‘wouldn’t you like to know’?” She said, laughing again. “Blitz, I'm not that type of lady.” Adagio said, in a offended like voice. Picking up her empty cup, Adagio got up from her seat and left the table, not before whispering, “unless you want to find out?” Turning my head towards Aria, who was still laughing, I had to ask. “And your appeal, what is it.” Once Aria settle herself from laughing she looked at me. Eh, you won’t know and I'm not going to use it on you.” She said, taking a sip at her tea. “I’m I suppose to be grateful or offended by that?” I asked “A little of both.” She said laying back against the seat, eyes closed. “If I had to guess, I’ll say yours just make people moody or just upset in general.” I said, watching her face for any signs of change. She crack a eye at me. “Would you like to find out if that's the case.” They way she said it put chills down my spine. “No, I’ll just take whatever word you say it is.” She smirked back at me as she closed her eyes.