+1 tiny invisible child

[nerdeology]

Who: Mikleo, OTA
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Huntress, Iskaulit
When: Now-ish!



( video; )

[The communicator comes on with a shaking motion, revealing a captain-sized bedroom decorated with various nerdery; those who've been there will recognize it as Mikleo's. That fact is fully cemented when the camera zeros in on Sorey, asleep on the bed with the sheets half-kicked. The communicator is juggled around, then back again, zooming in and out as if being played with by someone who doesn't know what they're doing. It's quiet for a long moment until at last a voice speaks up- young, maybe six or seven, sounding incredulous and very confused.]

How long... did I sleep...

[Sorey stirs then, and the voice yelps quietly and rolls off the bed, communicator turning off in the process.]


( action; huntress )

[There's a little boy wandering cautiously through the halls, poking into rooms if the door is unlocked, gawking at just about everything he sees. He'll be initially shy around strangers, especially any non-seraph and extra especially around humans, but he's a curious sort, so expect to be grilled for information once you prove to be harmless.]


( action; iskaulit )

[At some point he'll make his way over to the other ship, courtesy of one of his shipmates, and that's when the exploring really begins. He'll get into everything he possibly can in this place- every open and available room, every nook and cranny, even the accessible vents, here and there. He's in the library (oh, the library), the garden, the interfaith center, his water room. He's clearly not afraid to poke around unknown places, either.

Just like on the Huntress, the presence of others will make him wary, and humans (or those who carry some malevolence) will get double-caution out of him, but curiosity won't kill this cat. That's the idea, anyway.

Sorey's probably nearby, being the hovery-protective sort that he is, but that's mostly so any malevolence doesn't cause a problem. Mikleo's no longer protected through the sub lord pact, after all.

He may also be accompanied by a baby pengyon, toddling along behind him. Just because.]


((ooc: so yeah mikleo's de-aged for a while, thanks to an augment glitch! he's invisible on camera and his permissions for seeing him in person are here! by now he should be visible to his whole crew. ))

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action.

[airily]

[ As soon as Zaveid sees the video feed and hears the familiar voice he's up and moving, stepping around and away from the greenery of his room. It doesn't take too long for him to push himself forward, and by the time he's outside it's easy to spot Mikleo poking his nose in, peeking around here and there. ]

... Hey.

[ ... Why do they always find him? These damn kids... At least this isn't going to be forever (he hopes). ]

[nerdeology]

[He'd wandered close to this particular room because it smells earthy, more natural than the others, and a glance inside reveals why- it's full of plants. He hadn't expected that. A second cursory glance around and his eyes meet Zaveid's- immediately he goes still, like he's been caught in the act, though he hasn't done anything wrong. He scoots back a step or two, hesitant, since the man is a stranger, but... he feels... wait.]

Hey... you're a seraph, too.

[Thank goodness. If there are other seraphim here, maybe they've just moved from Elysia to somewhere new?]

[airily]

Sure am. Name's Zaveid.

[ It's easy for him to move to crouch, to make himself level with the younger version of his friend. Mikleo doesn't seem entirely trusting and he probably has good reason to be - for a child who grew up with only one child around him it's to be expected. At least he might be something of a familiar face, and he can offer that if nothing else. ]

Wind Seraph. Wanna come in for a bit?

[nerdeology]

Mm... okay.

[For lack of anything better to do until Sorey wakes up, he may as well. Mikleo plops down on the floor beside the grass, glancing around curiously. The room is surprisingly lush, considering how empty and lifeless the rest of the place feels. He likes it here already.]

I'm Mikleo. I think... I think I've been asleep for a really long time. I don't know where I am.

[airily]

You're on the Huntress. It's a ship, okay, and this is my room. You can hang around in here if you want.

[ Zaveid knows that the other seraph like his room even if they don't spend much time there themselves - it's a quiet, calm, comforting place with the freshest air and a welcoming atmosphere. He doesn't mind opening his doors for Mikleo. ]

I guess you're waiting for Sorey, huh?

[nerdeology]

[A ship... what the heck are they on a ship for? He frowns, his brows knit together in confusion.]

Yeah... so you know him, too?

[HOW DO YOU KNOW HIM WHAT IS YOUR RELATION DID YOU TOUCH HIM]

[airily]

[ Zaveid just watches him, settling down on the grass. ]

Sure. He's... Kinda family, I guess.

[nerdeology]

Family?

[But their only family is everyone in Elysia... and this guy's not from there, as far as he remembers.]

Did you come to Elysia while I was sleeping?

[airily]

Not really. It's kinda complicated.

[ Reaching out, he ruffles Mikleo's hair. ]

We're close, though. Promise.

[nerdeology]

Mmm...

[Mikleo scrutinizes the man carefully, sizing him up. It makes sense that Sorey would need to be with other people while he himself was unavailable... he's not entirely sure he likes it, though. Having a monopoly on Sorey because of their ages being so close is a privilege he hadn't considered before.

He doesn't know enough to properly judge, though, so he steps closer, hands on his hips.]

Well... what do you do together? Do you have fun? Do you make sure he exercises? And eats properly? He doesn't stay up all night reading in the dark, does he?

[airily]

[ Zaveid just watches him, tilting his head and giving him the best, cheekiest grin that he can muster. He's trying to make the best out of this weird situation, especially given how young Mikleo is right now.

At least he can try and do some good. He can try to make a good impression. ]

I, uh. I guess? I'm not his dad or anything, right, so... [ This is awkward. ] He doesn't stay up all night...

[nerdeology]

Well of course you're not his dad. Sorey doesn't have a dad.

[Not exactly, anyway. Gramps is the closest they've got, but he's- he's Gramps, that's different.]

Mm... I guess he's grown up okay. He's not a total disaster. Probably. So you did good enough.

[He's just gonna circle around Zaveid now, though. He's never seen anybody with tattoos before, and he has so much hair...]

[airily]

Sure, but I'm not his dad figure, either. He's a grown up now.

[ And, really, Zaveid doesn't consider himself particularly paternal, despite all his actions to the contrary. ]

He's a good kid. You'd be surprised at just how grown up he is once you sit down and talk properly.

[ Not... That he thinks that Sorey will talk - but now he's being stalked. ]

What're you lookin' at?

[nerdeology]

...It's, um... your hair.

[Gingerly he gives it a little pat.]

Nobody I know has hair this long... and it changes colour, like Gramps and mine.

[Just about everybody in Elysia has different tones, rather than colours, so he's naturally curious about it.]

[airily]

[ No matter the age... Zaveid just hums. ]

Yeah, 'cause I'm a seraph. I keep it long because the ladies like it that way.

[ Heheh. He shakes his head, though, leaning back. ]

Go ahead. You can touch it.

[nerdeology]

I know that...

[It's just more rare back home, that's all. But since he has permission, Mikleo reaches out to touch it properly, brushing his fingers through the half-tangled locks.]

Isn't it a lot of work?

[airily]

I don't really do anything to take care of it.

[ Zaveid just shrugs absently. ]

It's not that much of a pain.

[nerdeology]

[It sure looks like it would be, but... maybe he's not that fussy.]

I like it short, so it's not in the way. What if it got stuck in a trap or something?

[airily]

Uh... [ Mikleo. Bro. ] How many traps are you gonna see at your age?

[nerdeology]

Let's see... about eight so far?

[who the hell do you think you're talking to]

[airily]

Then you can wait to grow out your hair, yeah?

[nerdeology]

Mm... I should probably keep it short. If it gets in the way too much I won't be able to keep Sorey out of trouble.

[airily]

I dunno. He might like it long.

[ He's a GOOD BRO, SOREY. ]

[nerdeology]

Isn't it more important what I like?

[HIS WORLD DOESN'T REVOLVE AROUND SOREY, ZAVEID, GOSH yes it does]

[airily]

Hey! I was just saying.

[ He leans over, ruffling his hair. ]

You do you.