April System Mingle

[thespaceopera]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Possibly!
Action: April System
When: Month of April!


[Welcome to the Belt, a huge asteroid belt that's been terraformed for life. Here you can explore the different asteroids, become a rock star, race on some ATVs, enjoy not being underwater.

In other words, it's a mingle! Get in everyone!

> System Info ]

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[nonightdriving]

[Sorry, that face never worked on him when Noctis did it and it has little affect on him now.

He is a bit of a butt, it's true.]

You can't be more than seven years old. Where are your parents or guardians?

[throwsdown]

I don't got parents or guardians; I live with my crew on the SS Goldstone, mister.

[Thanks for reminding him he's without them, gosh.

But he puffs out his chest, determined, and holds out his gloved hand for a handshake.]

Captain Takeshi Mason! You're from the fleet, aren't you?

[nonightdriving]

[That comment doesn't sit well with him at first. A child should have someone to watch after them, even if it is only one person. However, if the boy is truly the captain of his own ship—and with the Atroma he shouldn't be too surprised if that's actually the case—then his entire crew more than likely makes sure that he is take care of so far away from his home.]

Yes, I'm a member of the First Breath, Ignis Scientia.

[Reluctantly, he takes the young man's hand and shakes, not wanting to offend him any more.]

[throwsdown]

[Takeshi brightens. Well! This is a great start to a totally normal partnership, yessir...]

It's good t'meet you.

You wanted to help keep people safe, too?

[nonightdriving]

[ Ignis cannot help the smile that comes to his face. It's not a terribly hidden fact that he happens to like children. Especially if they are intelligent and able. Talcott is both of those things and is a member of the Crownsguard. The fact that his child is a stranger shouldn't rule out his ability to fight.

He shouldn't make snap judgments. He already knew that before then. ]

Yes, it's nice to meet you as well, Takeshi. And that is exactly why I agreed to do this job. I suppose that we should get started as soon as possible.

[He shakes a wrist and his polearm materializes immediately.]

I take it you have a weapon of your own?

[throwsdown]

[He gives a determined nod.]

Yessir!

[And then he holds up his fists, gloved in black, small but sure.]

These bad boys, sir!

[nonightdriving]

[Well, the boy gets points for optimism, something that Ignis himself has trouble expressing outwardly. He does, however, find it extremely charming in one so young.

He raises an eyebrow at the raised fists, but he doesn't stop him again.]

Hand-to-hand combat. That's rare for someone so young. I am trusting that you've had appropriate training, Takeshi. And I would appreciate it if you called me Ignis. 'Sir' is for someone else.

[throwsdown]

Oh...! Okay. Mr. Ignis it is!

[He'll try not to salute.]

And I got lots of experience! I was in a special team at home, we hunted bad aliens who killed people. I was pretty bad when I started, but I learned a lot. And I'm pretty good at punching and throwing people.

[And... it appears he does have a gun, on his hip. One of the typical laser-based space guns that come in the armories. He'd been practicing with it regularly for the last year here. He'd... well — he doesn't like to think about the raid.

But... he knows how to kill living things, if he needs to.]