[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]

[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.

[brothersboots]

[Sorey is the exception and not the rule when it comes to it all.]

I never said we were the same. That would be boring.

And, well, you might want to talk to the Lord of Calamity about why things changed.

[hollystrike]

Well, goodness. Boring would be no fun at all. [With amusement.]

Something tells me it's not wise to try striking up a casual conversation with someone called the Lord of Calamity.

[brothersboots]

Boring is worse than being gross.

[Which is why she hasn't gotten rid of Zaveid.]

Do you know Velvet?

[hollystrike]

The material, not so much. The person? Met him a hundred times.

[So no.]

[brothersboots]

Velvet is female.

[Edna shrugs a little.]

Probably more than me, since she was a human once.

[hollystrike]

[That gets a ghost of a smile, because gender is an odd thing where changelings are concerned. But.]

Of course. Must have been thinking of a different Velvet.