Planetes
1.f. The Encounter with Wizard (edited)

The beach in winter is not a good place to visit. But for the eighth planet of the solar system there is no problem with cold weather.

Fortunately, the sea is not currently raging, so Elliot can come to be taken as a photo object. When his fingers were about to press the camera button, there was a strange object caught by his camera.

"Eh?"

The net is trying to see the focus towards the object that was caught lens earlier. The figure had hair of the same color and model as him.

What the hell are you doing there? Curious, Elliot approached her.

Meanwhile, in the place of the figure that was seen by Elliot, stood a man who was enjoying a gust of sea breeze that he thought was very cool. Born in a land covered in snow every time bring Figgy— the name of the man, visiting the beach even though the weather feels very cold.

For ordinary humans, perhaps they would wear super warm clothes. Unlike this man, the casual clothes he always wore were enough.

Sitting on the beach, looking at the bright afternoon sky, as if waiting for the sun to sink. Once again Figgy thought of going by sea in order to reach the moon. However, the daydream was scattered when footsteps sounded. Heads pierced, slightly looked up. Seeing another figure approaching.

"Are there even beachgoers in this cold weather?" kemam also escaped from the fissure of Ranum Figgy.

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The cold wind blowing on the beach at this moment was not something that hindered him. Elliot's human body has been arranged in such a way by the mother to have characteristics almost the same as the original body in space there.

That's why Elliot only wears thin clothes and enough to make others think that this one diggih is pretty crazy to be in extreme weather.

His steps drew closer to the figure Elliot saw through the camera lens. His net instantly broke into a pattern when he saw the figure.

Wait, this one in front of him.... Elliot was unconsciously holding his own face. As if looking in the mirror, he saw the figure of Figgy similar to him.

"Qui etes-vous? (You who?)" spontaneously Elliot asked in French. "Ah, it means 'You Who?'"

"Hm?"

As soon as the approaching one shrinks the distance, it is realized that this man will have their faces visible .... Similar. Instead of playing, Figgy's two eyes widened as a form of very clear shock expression.

Another witch disguised as herself? But something is strange. Figgy thinks the world doesn't have many witches, unlike the world. Besides the thing in the guy's hand—Elliot means, like it's just here. While the head was used to digest the situation, it pushed Figgy into a very deep reverie.

The voice broke everything, all the possibilities that Figgy was trying to find scattered into pieces.

"... Oh—" Finally Figgy took the initiative to stand up. Either this interesting situation invites initiative. "I? A doctor enjoying the sea view." Then Figgy paused between his sentences, smiling. "What about you?"

Figgy did not feel the danger of the figure, but vigilance remained. He avoided unnecessary fighting.

For the sake of Mother Mentari and the golden universe. The earth he visited hundreds of years ago sometimes provides its own jokes. So Neptune—or what we know by his human name Elliot, you know.

Expect a moment to examine the current situation. This figure before him was really like a betel in two with him.

Oh, the difference is just their voice and height. That was what Elliot knew after hearing the explanation from this man.

"Doctor?" eyebrows wrinkle.

Elliot looked the other way. It is not wrong for this man to say so.

"I'm a freelance photographer" Elliot explained, pointing at the camera in his hand. "I thought, capturing moments like the present with my camera lens."

"My name is Elliot Alexis Le Verrier, just call me Ellie or Neptune." he introduced himself to Figgy. "If you?"

"really. Yeah, from what's here..." Figgy swung the stethoscope hanging around his neck using his fingers, at a glance. Without distracting her from the figure in front. "It's been confirmed as evidence, right?"

For some reason Figgy was able to understand how the device went unnoticed. Must be the other person feeling the same way as Figgy, due to an equation between them.

"Just call Figgy. Nice to meet you here, Ellie. Mm... The photographer? " If not mistaken, the Hermit Lord once told me the term about the photographer. In the world where Figgy stopped by, a camera could not be found. However, it was fortunate that there was someone who always introduced his world so Figgy knew most of the basics.

"Ah〜 This place is indeed good to capture the scenery. I'm not blocking your work, am I?"

"Ah," right too. Elliot didn't see that thing. It seemed like he was too focused on something else and did not really notice this figure in front of him.

"You're right. I'm sorry I was whining."

Sometimes his mother is unpredictable, like a spike in fire that sometimes makes his brothers scared half to death. When giving him this human body, Elliot did not know what the center of the solar system was thinking so it made it exactly the same as the man who ate Figgy.

"Non," shook his head a few times. "You don't interfere with my work, Monsieur Figgy." his big smile spread.

Elliot is not restricted to deadlines either. So, he was free to determine what scenery he would take with his camera.

"Are you here right after work, Monsieur?" ask him on Figgy because it feels a bit strange still wear /office clothes/to this place.

Figgy's eye direction followed Elliot's every move, before answering the question via the word— Figgy responded with a light nod.

"Mhm. I intend to seek a fresh breeze after work and instead end up coming to this place, ahaha. It takes a little relaxation before you go home. So... How many pictures have you taken tonight?"

"Mm" instead of answering the number of photos taken, Elliot showed the photos he captured with his camera lens including a picture of Figgy who had stopped by the object he photographed. "If you want, I'll print the picture for you later."

The ocean waves were Elliot's photo. Who knew he had actually met a sea god who was a fragment of him. His net blinked a few times. Trying to understand the syllable for the sake of the syllable that is stuck.

"But, the beach and the sea are good for refreshing the mind, really. Who knows if you could also meet a sea god, right?" Elliot joked.

But it is also inconceivable what would happen if Elliot met with Poseidon at this time. That fragment of him never likes to be called outside of something important. As Elliot once remembered.

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Figgy's body leaned slightly to the side to see more clearly the pictures taken by the camera in Elliot's hand. Not really understand how the camera works, but the results on the screen are fairly valuable.

Capturing momentum that could not necessarily be seen a second time, leaving memories within that object. The man's lips form a small circle of reaction before it drains a few words from his mouth.

"Oohh〜 you're talented! It could be, too, this camera's name." Maybe that witch named Yule could have created this thing. But, sure it won't be that easy.

"printed? I won't reject it. It's nice to keep it as a memento, ahaha."

The change of topic was greeted with an astonished expression by Figgy, head tilted with eyelids squeezed together.

"Sea god?" The first time Figgy heard it, the question was immediately pored over by this witch.

The planet let the man who looked the same as him pay attention to the pictures he showed from the camera in his hand. Looks like Figgy looked so admiring the portrait that was there. That's what he caught in his eyes, anyway.

Elliot often imprisons various reminiscences in his lens catches. Make sure that all of it will not run anywhere. Not in a bad sense. Elliot did that in order to remember the past.

The grievous curse made his memories of past events blur quickly. Unfortunately, the curse cannot be healed.

"Merci beaucoup, Monsieur. (Thank you very much, Sir) I'm flattered."

Sometimes Elliot does not realize that the conversation he feels is light, causing a question mark for the interlokutor. As it is now.

"A figure in full control of life in the sea," Elliot's netra leads to waves dancing in a stretch of blue not far from where he is today.

"Conon when it appears, it means there will be a bad sign. Because it usually appears at sea when there are storms and raging ocean waves."

Elliot describes Poseidon based on a story he heard from earthling he met of course. The stories presented really attract his attention and sometimes unconsciously fall apart.

"Well, I've never met him so far. Although I often visit the beach and hope my lens catches the figure accidentally" he said with what is on Figgy.

Elliot seems to have forgotten that he often met Poseidon. But it seemed like his memory was erased along with the increasing number of curses he had to endure.

Listening carefully to the story presented by Elliot, a memory sheet tucked away somewhere in Figgy's head was immediately found. Just a glance Figgy glanced at Elliot before focusing on the scene before him again. Before he could answer, Figgy's little laugh flowed from the crack of his lips.

"Now I remember hearing that story from someone. The sea god ... Sounds awesome and terrible at the same time, doesn't it?" Opinion blatantly, Figgy's thin smile was already akin to the coolness of the night breeze on this deserted beach.

"Someone said, it may be a myth because it is part of some people's beliefs. In this world, anything can happen. From the sensible to the very unreasonable." Figgy sighed softly.

"Hey, Ellie." The head was turned on Elliot later. "If you meet a sea god, and you know that he's dangerous ... Taking pictures isn't it risky for your safety? Why do you still want to do it?"

Rungu listened carefully to whatever Figgy said. His gaze is then shifted at the end of the horizon where the sea and moon lines meet. Pondered.

Elliot felt, this time he was dealing with himself. The Sea God Poseidon, or Neptune, is a part of him. Only, how can Elliot explain this to the man he just met?

"I don't deny the statement, the Sea God is both awesome and terrible" Elliot returned to his conscious and opened his voice. Giving opinions.

"While Poseidon is dangerous, there are many ways to meet him without igniting his emotions. It's just that we have to wait for the right time." Special day for the God, of course, is Lectisternium. Elliot had to do it that day.

"So Monsieur asked me why I still do it even though it's dangerous, right? I was always totality in my work, including looking for that photo. Not for me personally, but for the general public" he explained to Figgy without hesitation.

If Figgy had the chance to meet this Sea God, what would he do? If this Sea God could be easily invited to chat, roughly what would Figgy say?

This would sound a lot more ridiculous, but maybe Figgy wished he could take her across the ocean to get to the moon. Because ... His status is God, isn't it? Figgy almost died of cold while trying to cross the road to the moon by sea. He believes that families that have been extinct from their birthplace are now living happily there.

Figgy needs to see them so as not to die alone. I don't know what way that God could use— If Figgy can get there, why not? Every interlocutor replies, Figgy always listens. Although his voice was mixed by the sound of small waves, and the gentle gusts of the night wind. Then, with a tone of speech as if interested in being passed.

"Well, really? You can help me if you ever meet her." His laughter sounded witty, yet there was a hint of seriousness in him.

Whether or not Figgy will do that 'take.

"Totalitas ... Ahaha, you're right. Surely doing something perfectly will satisfy our own personal. It's just that extra caution is needed so you don't get hurt, Ellie."

The figure of this blue diamond bentala also tries to string words in the mind. What would he tell Poseidon? After he split himself in half (this is certainly based on the story of Poseidon himself, because in fact he had amnesia), Elliot almost never again met Poseidon. Only once a year, and not every year did Elliot see Poseidon on his birthday.

"Oui, of course, Monsieur," nodded his head without hesitation. "If Monsieur doesn't have a hitch, July 23 we can meet him together."

Elliot wasn't bragging, but it was the perfect time to meet the god.

Hearing the advice from Figgy, he nodded his head steadily.

"Just calm down, I'll be careful. Because it would be difficult to heal my wounds later because I have hemophilia," this is not a joke, the wound is very difficult to heal every time Elliot is injured. It took a long time than it should have and it was very troublesome.

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Ah, how interesting the legend is stored in some part of this world. Figgy enjoys reading books, learning things; especially the very latest ones. Therefore, Figgy's knowledge is very broad due to diligently taking the time to look for books that he thinks are useful for his own interests, as well as other interests.

Said his acquaintance; figgy blinked. There's really a desire to meet in person with that figure named Poseidon, but the time will come too, eh?

"Woah, you mean it? It would be an honor if I could meet him in person. With pleasure, I'll spend some time with him." The palm of the hand on the chest, Figgy showed his love of the light through the gesture just now.

"I'll remember that, Ellie. Can he show up in this place?"

That's not a true legend. But how to say it, huh? Elliot's memory of dividing himself into two was partially erased. He can no longer remember when he came to earth.

Can only remember that the first time he came was in the 15th century. It was the only moment Elliot could remember for sure.

Returning to the present, someone with a polite and refined temperament was present full of hope. Although Elliot does not understand the purpose of this man, he still respects this earthling desire to meet with Poseidon.

"I mean it, Monsieur. Is there any contact I can call from you so we can leave together?" he gave a moment of pause before adding his sentence. "Do we want to meet here?"

"Unfortunately, I don't have the contact you want, Ellie," ranum passed the exhalation. "However, I'll see you here again. It's July 23, right?"

Elliot nodded his head, confirming what Figgy was asking. There was a smile on the witch's face.

"Then, I'll come here early in the morning so as not to miss~"

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Just as Elliot was about to reply to Figgy's words, his phone rang. Apparently Despoina called him.

"Just a minute, Monsieur."

Afterwards, there was a conversation in French that Figgy certainly did not know what it meant. But Figgy can only guess, maybe Elliot got a call from his family?

"Sorry, Monsieur Figgy. I have to go home now" Elliot said in a regretful tone.

Ah, what a pity. Though Figgy still want to chat with the figure of Elliot. But he did not show his disappointment there.

"It's okay, Ellie. However, what awaits you is much more important." at a glance, envy is emanating in his eyes.

"One more time, I'm sorry," Elliot stepped his twin legs away from that location. "See you."

On the beach, Figgy stared straight at the sea where the road stretching to the moon was clearly visible. Her body twisted into a smile.

"Well, will you be able to grant my request, O Poseidon?"

— Connect

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