"Then why would you ask if I'd said something?" Cas shot back. "Sorry dude, you walked into that one." he mocked. Though he obviously wouldn't admit it to Orin, he actually enjoyed this interaction. It felt nice to have someone who could dish it out, if not as well as he. One thing Cas hadn't figured out though, was why was Orin so persistent on befriending him. Most people would have already up and left, if not knock his lights out first. His mouth had gotten him into lots of trouble throughout his life. It was something that he'd actually grown accustomed to. He knew that he was difficult to deal with, but it was necessary. Weak minded people bring you down, and if Orin was strong enough to deal with Cas mentally, then they possibly could make this "friendship" thing work. Or at least that's how Cas looked at it.
Orin had broken Nov's train of thought once again with a speed round of questions about the Akalaks two souls. It was noted that this topic was a recovery point for the conversation. When ever the conversation had gotten too intense, the two seemed to regroup their consciousness at Akalak and how they work. "Hm, you seem like a very intelligent man after all." Cas thought out loud. He literally bit his tongue trying to not follow up with a sarcastic remark.
"To answer your questions though, as far as why they have two souls, I haven't researched them enough to figure that out, but some Akalaks have two souls from birth. In most Akalaks, the dominant personality, referred to as the light brother due to the fact that they are in control for most of the time, controls everything dealing with the body and mind while the dark brother, the submissive persona, watches from inside their shared mind." Cas tried to make it as understandable as possible. He hoped that he wasn't loosing the man.
Generally speaking, the term light and dark have nothing to do with personality. Either soul could be good, bad, or in some cases both. It's kinda like two people in one body. All in all though, which ever soul has the strongest will power controls the body. Unless their like Zander and Kvanth who share the body from time to time. Based on my research and knowledge of the subject. Everything that happens between the two souls is based on willpower and mental strength. The reason that some Akalaks don't have two souls is because in a sense, one soul killed the other and took full control of the body by completely overpowering the other soul to the point where it couldn't exist. This usually happens in Akalaks with two opposite personas that can't get along, or sometimes on accident. If the good persona wins, then you have a regular Akalak with a single soul. But if the bad soul wins, they may possibly become a Cerulean. I don't know how deep this really runs out side theory and limited observation, but I hypothesize that maybe the two souls feel pain differently too.
Cas leaned back in his chair, pondering his thoughts. Take Zander and Kvanth for instance." He nodded towards the librarian. "If they were to go into battle, and Zander grew tired thus letting Kvanth take over, would Kvanth be tired as well? Do Akalaks share fatigue or allergies, can one soul be tired while the other is wide awake? Raising his hand, it was a short moment before the librarian made his way over to the table.
"How are things going with you two-"
"Horrible, but I am teaching Orin about Akalaks and their two souls and was hoping that you could switch to who ever you're currently not?"
The Akalak paused, giving Nov a "Really, you're doing this thing again?" look before continuing with the conversation.
"So like I asked, how are things going with you two and your work?" Cas hated when the Akalak did that, and he knew it. Cas had known Zander for nearly all his life. The library was his home away from home, but through rain and snow, the Akalak was always here. The two had a, special type of friendship, if it could be called that. When ever Cas needed books Zander gave them, when ever Zander wanted to have a conversation, Cas tried at least. He wasn't one for general conversation. Returning back to the conversation. "Things were going good, could you please?"
"I find it very thoughtful of you to want to learn a bit about my culture, Orin." The librarian thanked the man. "What made you want to learn about it? I see you've passed the kuvan test, congratulations." Zander was making him wait. He knew this for a fact, and even though he did, it still ate him on the inside. Cas was an impatient person, he hated waiting, especially for simple tasks and unnecessary things. He would not let the Akalak best him, not this time as he twiddled his thumbs while the two had their conversation about who knew what. It was none of his business, so he didn't pay attention as he took the chance to skim through the book that he'd gotten earlier.
"Chromatography
This is a supplementary process used for identification. The appearance of some substances can be tested thus identifying what they are. A sample of an unknown substance is dissolved in water and poured through a tube lined with papyrus or paper. Elements and compounds within the unknown sample move through the tube and paper at varying speeds and the colors line up in bands on the paper. Philterers can then identify components within the sample based on the colored bands and in turn have a better chance at identifying the unknown sample." He read quietly from the book.
"Cas, Cas! I thought you'd want to see this for you research too." The bellowing voice pulled him from his reading. Looking up, he saw Zander take a step back. Zander closed his eyes, taking deep breaths, allowing his body to relax. A moment passed and a slight jolt of his body before he took another breath and opened his eyes. "Hello Orin, allow me to properly introduce myself. I'm Kvanth." The Akalak gave a nod. Cas was trying to hide his cheeky "I told you so" smile as the two carried on. "I'm sure that you must have many questions, but it looks as if I'm needed at the desk, maybe Nov here can answer some of your questions." Kvanth dismissed himself.
"Thanks to you both." He whispered out to the large blue man before turning back to Orin. [b]"Okay, I proved my point, and you proved yours. Now if we are done seeing whose ego is bigger, would you like to study?" He was growing tired of this going back and forth. He'd even let the comment about his knowledge slide this time if it meant that he'd actually get some work done today. Deciding to take the initiative, he re-introduced himself.
"Let's start over? Hi there, my name is Casanova DeGhetto, but most call me Cas or Nov, or Nova. I'm studying philtering to better my knowledge of medicine so I may incorporate it with my gadgeteering. He didn't want to admit the fact that it was also because some of his gadgets back fired and forced him to learn medicine as well. "I'm not a doctor, but by looking at your wrist, it is badly bruised and swollen, and you may have bruised ribs. Nothing that cleaning, bandages, and rest can't take care of. If you allow me to, I can assist you with that, and in return I ask that we share knowledge gained from our studies." That was the best he had. If that wouldn't work then it was a lost cause. |