The Stories of Xhio

The Stories of Xhio is a collection of proses, each of which form the Maccyverse. Each story revolves around a tale of Siela and Neia, and some other personnel who inhabit the planet.

Relations
On the planet Xhio...

All Siela wanted was to awaken to silence. Nice, calm, peaceful silence, nothing going on, just quietness, calmness, nothing at all.

Yeah, like that would ever happen.

Every single morning, it was the same thing: Neia practicing her shooting skills. Can't I just get one morning of silence? thought Siela to herself as she went outside.

"Okay, two things. One, good morning, two, why do you practice in the morning when I'm trying to get some rest?" asked Siela.

"Well, two things, one, good morning to you as well, and two, because the earlier I practice, the more time I get to do other things," Neia replied.

"Look, Neia-" Siela begun but was interrupted.

"Um, Siela, do you think the village will be happy to know that we're... well, you know, in a..." said Neia, nervously. "...Relationship? Yeah, I'm pretty sure they know. But what's wrong with that?" replied Siela.

"...Well, it just seems odd for two female Matoran to be in a relationship. I mean, relationships are allowed between a male and female, many people have done that, but would they allow two females?" asked Neia.

"Oh, come on, Neia, don't you know people who were like that back on Spherus Magna?" said Siela, a little teasingly.

"...Not that I knew of, no." replied Neia after a few seconds.

"Well, we can make this work. It's a new thing for both of us, right?" asked Siela.

"Right."

"Yeah. So, you nervous anymore?" asked Siela.

"No, I'm not," replied Neia, and the two embraced.

After a few moments, Siela said, "We're going to make this work, some way. If it doesn't, well, we'll figure out something then."

"...And can you PLEASE stop practicing your shooting in the morning?"

Toa Stones and Astronomy
On Spherus Magna...

The refinery was busy today.

Again.

Ferrum sighed. It had been too long since any of the Matoran had gotten a day off. But the small refinery that the Agori had decided to make was always busy, with Matoran, Agori, even Glatorians and Toa looking for some kind of metal for who knows what.

But Ferrum was not one to be a pessimist at his job, so he returned to work, examining the metal pieces that came through, making sure they were the right one for the order.

To be continued...