driftfleet | [Action] Complaint #3, Referendum A1

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?

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Honestly he isn't going to deny it, looking over at the place she pointed out. ]

Aye, anything else you want?

[ Eizen looks over at her then, lips curved int a grin. It feels like it's been forever since he's had her boss him around like this, it's makes him kinda nostalgic. ]

[He should know by now that she's going to give him a hard time. There is literally no escape from her.]

I'm sure that I can think up a few things later. It's not like the Atroma are showing any signs that we'll go home soon.

[Not...that she wants to go back home just yet.]

[ A good thing that Eizen no longer tries to run from her, sparing them those exhausting and fruitless attempts. There is no real place to run on the fleet and he doesn't have any reason to, not anymore.

He moves to the spot she mentioned as she talks, digging a heel into the metal as the floor around him starts to glow faintly. It's been a while since he's used any of his seraphic artes but it shouldn't be to difficult as long as he eases the earth in gently. ]

I hope we don't. [ It's half muttered as he pulls his hands from his pockets, a large mound of earth erupting from underneath his feet. Not as gently as he had hoped. Eizen scoffs and slams a foot onto the mound, continuing as though he never spoke prior. ] At least we can make things more comfortable while we're here.

[She's comfortably quiet as she watches him work. It's been a very long time she's even seen him use basic seraphic artes, but this is heavy duty. Where she would stomp and have the mountain come up from the ground suddenly he has it pop up and slowly grow.

If she was philosophical, she'd say it was indicative of their personalities.]

It looks lonely.

[To remedy that, she stomps on the ground, her feet shining gold as she goes through the motion and releasing the energy in a smaller mound of earth near the one he erected.]

Better.

[Shut up. It's not symbolic or anything.]

[ Perhaps it is, or perhaps it has something to do with the fact they should be careful not to blow a hole in the ship. Or it could be both. Regardless Eizen watches as she stomps her foot against the ground, bringing up a mound of her own. He glances towards her, lips curving into a grin as his artes stretch out to encompass what she created. ]

I like it. [ One of the hands at his side then raises, holding out towards her. ] Help me make them bigger.

[Look, he might care about all the humans, but... she doesn't not care. That's all she's going to say about it too. It's nice and a little odd to feel their artes mingling like this but she doesn't hesitate to take his hand either.

It's...good.]

Fine. [She pauses before speaking again.] Kate made cookies.

[ He lets the silence fall in place, her small fingers falling into his and their artes intermingling. Strange, yes, but not unwelcome. It's been too long since they did something like this together, since he held her hand.

When she speaks Eizen's gaze snaps to her and the earth makes a low rumble beneath them. ]

Cookies? What kind?

[She looks up at her brother and pulls out her umbrella after taking her hand back from him.]

Macaroons. They might even be good.

[ He lets it slip from his grasp without much of a fight, before returning his own to the pocket of his pants. ]

You haven't tried them yet?

[Action] Complaint #3, Referendum A1

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