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Who: Mikleo + OTA
Broadcast: Voice
Action: Huntress + Iskaulit
When: Today

( a. huntress )

[This place sure is good at getting you complacent and then slamming the door in your face. Mikleo's having a perfectly normal day, playing post-battle catch-up in his room, when Sorey tracks him down to give him the bad news. After that the rest of the day is a write-off; he just can't find the energy to focus on anything but the gut-wrenching loss. Dezel's gone. More than gone home, but rather...

It's hard to think about it, but there's no avoiding the truth. It's something he's been dreading for a long time now- something that's come up in discussions about Zaveid and Eizen. In just a moment, without warning, it could all be over.

Speaking of Zaveid... when he can bring himself to leave Sorey's side, that's his next stop. It'd feel wrong to do this any way but in person.]

( b. voice )

I'm sorry to be the bearer of more bad news- we've had more than our share recently. For those who knew him, Dezel is no longer with us in the fleet.

...while I can't imagine he'd ask for it, if you're so inclined... offer up a prayer in his name. It's how our kind draws strength.

( c. iskaulit )

[Once the hardest parts are done, he starts doing the busy work, so no one else will have to. Step one is to gather up all the creatures Dezel's collected from various planets - the fish, slugs, and lizards - and carry them over to the Iskaulit. The fish go to his water tank, and for a while he watches them flutter about contentedly in their new home amidst the sea greens. After that, he ventures to Edna's mountain to see if they might find a home in all the nature there, though only with Edna's permission. Finally he spends a few hours in the interfaith center, curled up against the seraph altar, idly spinning about the pinwheel. During his whole Iskaulit visit, he's wearing a quasi-replica of Dezel's hat. It takes him a while to get himself home again.]

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So do you.

[She does appreciate being with Sorey, even if she's not vocal about it. Having a vessel after living so long with a malevolence so strong as Eizen's is one of the better things she's experienced. It helps that he doesn't ask her to do anything she doesn't want and that he listens to what she says, even if she has to abuse him a bit.]

But, you know, watching you both is a full-time job.

[HEY.]

I don't remember asking you to watch me.

[She cracks a tiny, not quite mean smile.]

But you're both a package deal. Can't have one nerd without the other.

You know, Eizen's surprisingly nerdy as well... you sure know how to pick them.

I know. I'm surrounded.

[And yet, she doesn't abandon them either. They're hers, after all.]

I guess it could be worse. I could be surrounded by a bunch of idiots like Rokurou.

That's true... he's definitely extra strange, and not just for the most obvious reasons. Though, I never imagined there'd be a time where seraphim and hellions could travel freely together, yet here we are.

[Velvet, too- a genuine Lord of Calamity, apparently, and still a friend.]

I don't know. We know a lot of strange people. Of course, my brother and his friends definitely out-weird even us.

[Hey, she likes Velvet way more than some of the seraph they know.]

Eizen has talent in regards to that.

[him too, truth be told. she's very cool.]

And then there's Zaveid, the weirdest thread of all that connects both groups...

[he must attract the oddities of the world.]

[Look, is there a normal person on all of Desolation? Edna thinks not.]

I think that's the most sensible thing you've said in a million years.

[He seeks all these groups out, so it's Zaveid's fault.]

[petition to rename their world to something less garbage by the time Sorey wakes up y/y]

I'm not even a hundred yet and you're already gauging my million-year sensibilities? That's a pretty big assumption.

[Is that even a question?]

I'm a good judge of character. Besides, it's not that big of an assumption, considering your past history.

But 18 years is such a small percentage of a seraph's lifespan!

But it's the entirety of yours, Meebo.

[She's definitely teasing him.]

So, your track record is pretty set.