[Action] Complaint #3, Referendum A1

[brothersboots]

Who: Edna and others
Broadcast: No
Action: The Blameless and the Iskaulit
When: 9/3-9/7

The Blameless, 9/3

[After so many months on the ship with her brother and the humans that seemed to come and go as they pleased, Edna's gotten used to people who can see her. She knows that she still doesn't show up well on the communicators because they just don't have any resonance, but that doesn't matter to her one bit. It's much more interesting to be the disembodied voice over the little machines in her opinion.

Since Calibrations, the fact that she's so far from Rayfalke after spending nearly her entire life on the mountainside has left her feeling listless. The last system didn't help with its distinct lack of anything truly natural on the planet's surface. Jobs on the farms with Sorey helped, but she's just not that easily satisfied. She never has been, if you ask Eizen or Zaveid.

Her slow-building irritation isn't helped by the disruption being put off by the newer system they approach. If anything, it's worsened. And where she would normally walk around silently, moving between her room with her small collection of things from her friends and the Atroma, the personnel office that makes up her "duties",and the ship's kitchen. As the days drag on, her footsteps grow heavier, shaking the ship's floor for yards around her.]

Move. You're in the way. [Manners are overrated. Sorry, shipmates.]

The Iskaulit, 9/4

[She can't stand the ships and the confinement and the lack of fresh air. And so she's taken a shuttle to the Iskaulit to find an area to stretch her legs. She'd offered to help that Hawke woman with her strange sage-like herb, but she hasn't started yet with the irritation in the air as of late.

She stops when she reaches an area that's open and bare. It's big enough for her to let out all of her frustration on. Honestly, it's perfect. She removes her communicator from the pouch she's taken to carrying and sends out two identical texts to Mikleo and Eizen. "I'm on the Iskaulit. Come to the big open area on the other side of the ship from Malum." Then she prepares to wait.]

The Iskaulit, 9/7

[Anyone visiting the large ship over the last three days will not have missed all of the noise coming from this previously abandoned area and should they arrive, they'll find the small Earth Seraph staring at the scene of chaos with a sort of half-pleased smile on her face.

Until she's interrupted by someone she doesn't immediately know.]

Do you need help with something?

Comments

[hollystrike]

[Katie comes through here super late, stretching her legs after a petulant stay in bed. She still has dark circles under her eyes, but more or less she's feeling fine. She's... actually poking through the Iskaulit's rooms for a completely logical reason instead of just because, which is her usual MO, but the sight of a brand new mini-mountain gives her pause.]

...were you always here?

[Yes, she's addressing the rock.]

[brothersboots]

[Katie looks, to be honest, awful. Of course, nearly killing oneself to deliver a message to the dense population of the Fleet will do that to you. And isn't there some saying about curiosity and cats not being healthy?

Katie's just racking up all those points in the "should be in bed" category, but Edna is her friend, not her keeper. Not that the Earth Seraph is going to say they're friends either. She has a reputaion to maintain, after all.]

Do you really expect it to talk back to you? If so, then we're going to have a problem.

[Hey, cat, behind you.]

[hollystrike]

[Look, she's vastly improved from the mess you peeled off the ground a few days ago okay. Which... I'm not sure she knows about yet, lmao. She turns at the familiar voice, lips quirking up in amusement.]

Ah. Now everything in this room makes even less sense. I don't suppose you know who can make mountains on command...?

[brothersboots]

[It doesn't take much to be an improvement over that. Let's be honest here.]

Hm, let me think about it.

[She makes a show of it.]

Might want to talk to Sorey. Heard he likes to move mountains.

[He got her to leave hers, after all.]

[hollystrike]

Goodness, he's stronger than he looks. What a surprise. [She grins, reaching out a hand to touch the rock formation before thinking better of it. It's not her domain.]

How long did he take to move it?

[And by he she means you but semantics.]

[brothersboots]

I don't talk to weaklings.

[Nerds and idiots, sure, but they're all strong and powerful.]

It was pretty instantaneous. Helps when you know a water seraph to lend a hand too.

[Mikleo is the most useful water seraph she knows.]

[hollystrike]

Possibly you shouldn't be talking to me, then. [Amused. So Mikleo helped. That's honestly pretty amazing, all round.]

I bet you have a lot of trespassers.

[brothersboots]

You're like the pet I never wanted.

[Besides, Katie has her own sort of power that Edna respects. That other comment, though, ruins the good mood.]

Trespassers are nothing new. At least now they won't be out to kill my brother.

[hollystrike]

[Ah. Hm. That was certainly missing from the information in those stupid rooms.]

Bunch of foolish trespassers, then.

[brothersboots]

Yes, well, those trespassers learned the hard way by being a dragon's snack.

[No dragon here, despite Eizen's presence.]

I'll just have to think of a creative punishment for those that disturb me now.

[hollystrike]

[There's a brief pause as Katie puts more pieces together, something flickering in her gaze. But she doesn't mention it. Edna doesn't really strike her as someone who's like to talk about her feelings. Fair.]

Am I disturbing you?

[brothersboots]

[Edna settles her bad feelings by punching and yelling, as Eizen, Mikleo and Sorey can attest to.]

Not yet. You can come by again. If you want.

[That's as good as you're getting for confirmation that she likes you, Katie. Take it.]

[hollystrike]

[Taken. Her grin is very bright.]

I'm glad. I've a fondness for mountains. They always have the best views.

[And they're fun to jump off, but this one not so much.]

[brothersboots]

[Katie might be a silly cat, but she's at least not dumb. That's an important distinction in Edna's opinion.]

Mountains are generally the tallest thing around. Unless you have particularly narcissistic Earth Dwellers around. And then you have to compete with needlessly tall towers that attract lightning easily.

[hollystrike]

Well, I can't fault them for the aspiration. [All forms of inspiration are good for Katie. Not necessarily the end product, though.] They could stand to make their towers far prettier, though. Less of an eyesore.

[brothersboots]

Well, the mountains where I grew up were rather impressive.

[They withstood the shifting of the planet's plates for over four millennia.]

And I guess the tower that we had to go to during our travels wasn't too terrible. The Wind Seraphim have a little taste.

[hollystrike]

The Seraphim have towers? [Her interest is definitely piqued on that one.] Like temples for the elements?

[brothersboots]

Not really. The Wind Seraphim just have to be different. Mostly the other elements have their trial shrines in logical places.

[Waterfalls, volcanoes, deserts.... She judges, sure, but she doesn't really care if it comes down to it.]

[hollystrike]

Oh, trial shrines. Of course. Is the earth one underground, or on another mountaintop?

...what sort of trial?

[brothersboots]

A desert.

[Duh.]

A trial to test the Shepherd. To make sure they're ready to face the Lord of Calamity.

[hollystrike]

Desert was my third choice. [Aheh.

...and we're back to Shepherds. She remembers what she saw in Mikleo's memory. Not a good place to turn the conversation to.]

Is there only ever one Shepherd? [So a tangent.]

[brothersboots]

Of course.

[She totally believes you, Katie. Totally.]

No, but a Shepherd has to have a Prime Lord to have a pact with them. If you met Lailah, then you've met Worry's Prime Lord. [She sighs, a little sad that the other Seraph isn't around.] I suppose she's my Prime Lord as well.

In the old days, they were called Exorcists and the Shepherd was their leader.

[hollystrike]

[Exorcist is not a word she particularly likes, but it obviously doesn't apply here the way it does at home. (The church is full of crazy people, yo.)]

What caused the name change? It seems a vast improvement.

[brothersboots]

[No, seriously, the Abbey and Church on Desolation was full of shitty and crazy people too. That much is the same.]

Humans renamed everything over the last two thousand years. Seraphim used to be called Malakim. Hellions used to be daemons. Squires and the Shepherd used to be an army of self-righteous pricks calling themselves Exorcists while the Shepherd was their leader and they enslaved Malakim like they were lifeless tools to be used and tossed aside.

[No, she's not bitter. That's definitely your imagination.]

[hollystrike]

[She startles. Sorey's role had seemed so benign. Still is, in his hands, but...]

The more I hear about Seraphim, the more I feel we have nothing in common.

[Translation? Yeah.]

That must have been some upheaval. Unless Sorey is the first of his type.