Jan 3rd - Broadcast

[monolike]

Who: Sorey & y'all
Broadcast: Huntress & fleetwide
Action: n/a
When: Jan 3rd

[ Broadcast: Huntress only ]

Hey everybody, this is Sorey. I'm just checking in, seeing if everything's okay. Oh, and paperwork for new upgrades will be coming in soon, so if there's anything anybody would like to see upgraded, cast your votes now!

Oh also, we don't have any lab support personnel. I know Mikleo's been doing some stuff but if you know anybody looking to transfer who'd like the use of the lab, could you let 'em know? I'll include a call out in my public broadcast in a sec.

Okey dokey, that's all for now! If anything comes up, don't hesitate to contact me or Mikleo!


[ Broadcast: all ]

I'm kind of curious; so there are a lot of different kinds of forces or energies here that are a lot like the ones back on my planet, but they don't seem to behave the same way here. Like the rules are different. Is anybody else running against that?

And as an aside, if there's any potential lab personnel looking for a place, the Huntress has an unoccupied lab, for now.

Comments

[nerdeology]

[It's not really a surprise to hear those words, though idly Mikleo wonders if it ought to be. They've said it many times in so many different ways throughout their lives, not explicitly but through their actions and shared experiences, the way they could exchange a single look and know the other's thoughts or move in tandem, the way their secrets were few and their joys many. Love isn't something new or developing between them but simply is, a state of being that doesn't really need to be said but is, he knows, something that people hunger to hear. It's why he'd lamented, the day he'd turned, not trying harder for Sorey's sake. Why Sorey had responded through voicemails to a dead man that he'd never needed to.

He's always known. Sorey has always known.

"I love Sorey," he'd said as an infant, still learning to speak, rocking a tiny crib with an equally-tiny baby within, only a year younger but half his size. Sorey was too young to remember it but seraphim live by moments, not memories.

I love you, he'd said by following Sorey out of Elysia for a girl they barely knew, to see the world, to change their lives. I love you said Sorey's returning smile, relieved and overjoyed to not be separated.

I love you had been in their eyes as they renewed their partnership, as Sorey called to his soul and they joined together into the armatus form without hesitation or uncertainty, fighting as one like it was the most natural thing in the world, a thrum of power and bliss that left them both feeling, in sync, ah, this is how it's supposed to be.

"Love you, Mikleo," had been a voice in his ear that had left him gutted, devastated, broken and weeping on the floor for everything he'd lost and regained in such a short span, knowing Sorey was alive and safe and missing him, missing him terribly, loving him and still living despite his absence. "I want to live up to your belief in me." He hadn't wanted Sorey to make that his answer but his heart had pounded painfully in his chest to hear it, to have left such an impact on the life of one he held so dear. I love you had been the thought curled around his mind like a stormcloak as he fell asleep, listening to the sound of Sorey's heartbeat, feeling his chest move as he breathed.

I love you he had whispered softly into the wind near the ruins back home, his face close to Sorey so the words would be for them alone, and the wind heard "Luzrov Rulay" but his heart knew what he really meant. I love you had been in Sorey's voice when he gave his true name back to him after they found one another again.

I love you Sorey says, here and now, and Mikleo isn't surprised at all.]

...I know.

[He'd always known.]

Me too. Me too...

[Sorey had always known.]