"Yes, brother. Let us have some tea..."
-Last entry in the book of Juris de Facta, Embodiment of Order
How long had he really been here? The calendar stated it was December 2062, but he knew such things were trivial and arbitrary. Something mere mortals ascribed to intervals of time more consistent with the relative length of time they lived. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years, simply figments except he had made the second hadnt he? The Tempus, he remembered it well. The first one he made was precise and accurate. Ornate and beautiful. He hadnt really made it with Time in mind, but upon meeting her as a child he felt drawn to bestow it upon her. To keep things in Order.
He hoped she was doing well, eating, not working herself too much. He worried about her much like he would an actual little sister, if Embodiments could even have such a thing. Hikaru had made a point, they were really just faking it most of the time. Familial connections to each other were really just sentimental at best. This didnt stop him from feeling the way he did about some of his fellow Embodiments however. It didnt stop him from feeling the way he did about Crea, their symbolic mother.
Crea... The Lifeshper. She who gave life and nurtured all creations. She must have been so disappointed in them....
This garden in this ruined city occupied only by ghosts of his memories was a memorial to her and to the Perfect. This was his small space of peace and quiet. Though Insana had imprisoned him here many eons ago, he did not seek to torture Juris. It seemed he had sought to silence the Iudex or impede him somehow. Juris was close to something, and he had a lot of time to think about what it was. There were just too many missing pieces. He had to get out somehow, and as a cruel twist of fate had it, his fellow inmate seemed to be his best best so far.
"RISE!" a shout rang out in the small square where Juris had his small garden -- his place of tranquility. A tranquility shattered the moment Hikaru once more regained consciousness. In an instant she had jumped to her feet with a display of violet and red accompanying her.
"Well, it seems tea time is over for now." Juris said to was woman sitting across a small table from him. "Tomorrow then?" he asked.
"Of course, Juris." the woman said and took her leave before Hikaru would look over.
Juris simply sat and waited for Hikaru to recompose herself, hands neatly folded in his lap.