[Action] Complaint #5, Revenge of the Normin

[brothersboots]

Who: Edna and you!
Broadcast: No
Action: The Huntress, The Red Fish, the Iskaulit, and the Yadrolla System
When: The Month of May

The Huntress

[To those that live on the Huntress, you either see the seraph or you don't. Hearing them, however, is something that everyone does. And Edna, well, sometimes you feel her presence too. Since she can make herself known, obnoxiously, when she wants.

However, if one looks in her bedroom, it looks untouched. As does her classroom that she's spent a while putting together once the Atroma decided to gift it to her. Looking closer, there are tiny, bare feet under the desk and the sound of some smothered sniffling. If you're quiet, you might even hear a small, scared voice call out.]

Eizen? Where are you?

[Yes, folks, Edna's been tinified. Aren't you lucky?]

The Red Fish

[After some finagling, Edna has found her way onto the Red Fish from the Huntress and she's a little distressed. While the other ship was certainly not her home, it had plenty of plant life and seraph that made it feel sort of home-like.

The Red Fish, however, has the oppressive feeling of malevolence that she's not at all okay with. But she was told her brother is here somewhere. Even if the humans here don't have any resonance to see her, maybe they'll be able to hear her and know who Eizen is.

She goes over to the nearest person and yanks on their clothes to get their attention.]

Hey, have you seen Eizen?

Iskaulit

[Mab's Sceptre is were she spends a great deal of her time. It feels like her and Eizen. There are some other seraph's artes signatures as well, but that just adds to the relaxed feeling it gives her. They aren't alone, which is great. Being alone is awful.

Besides there are funny lizards of many colors (one of them is missing a tail) and fuzzy slugs that make her feel good when she touches them. There's a stream and plants and it's nice. All that's missing is the feel of a real sun. If she ignores the windows that look out into the vast nothingness.

After some time at the mountain, she decides to explore some more. It's a lot bigger than Rayfalke, or maybe it just feels that way. There's so much to look at.

She follows her nose to what looks like a human place that has sweets and food. The sign says 'The Melting Pot' but she doesn't see a pot anywhere in sight. But things sure do smell good.]

What's that?

Wildcard

[If you want to do things with the tiny seraph on the new system, let me know and I can write up a prompt for you.]

Comments

[brothersboots]

What do you mean I talk to people?

[Edna's little face falls into a scowl.]

You're a stranger. Why would I talk to you about anything?

[theladyofwinterfell]

Sometimes it helps to talk about your problems to someone who isn't involved, someone who can give advice. That is what I do.

( Sansa smiles softly. )

You don't have to talk if you don't want to. I won't make you. You know, you remind me a little of my sister. She doesn't trust people very much.

[brothersboots]

I'm not your sister.

[Edna, that should not be your takeaway from that.]

Why do you talk to people and give them advice if you don't have to?

[theladyofwinterfell]

Because I like helping people. I like knowing I've made a difference, somehow, and that they might feel better after talking to me.

[brothersboots]

So, you do it for you, not them. That's pretty selfish.

[theladyofwinterfell]

( Sansa shakes her head quickly. )

No, never, not for me. It's...I like helping people. If it isn't helping someone, I don't want to do it.

[brothersboots]

You sound like you're doing it to help other people, but if it didn't make you feel good about yourself, I bet you wouldn't do it.

[Edna only helps others because she says she hates it but she actually doesn't and she thinks that they might not be so bad after all.]

[theladyofwinterfell]

( Edna is a prickly one. Sansa bristles because she's not exactly wrong about it but it makes her feel like her motives aren't good, that's she's simply using people as a means to an end. She doesn't do that here in the Fleet. )

It's not...exactly the way you say it but is it wrong if the end result is good?

[brothersboots]

[Edna is prickly, but she's always found some amusement in making other people angst and think about what they're actually doing.]

Doing good for selfish reasons is still selfish. Sure, it helps another person—maybe, but does it actually help you?

[theladyofwinterfell]

Perhaps you're right and my motivation truly lies in making myself feel better. Do you think it's a bad thing, though, if someone gets helped along the way?

[brothersboots]

I think doing good for the sake of helping yourself negates the good of others. So, yes.

[theladyofwinterfell]

I don't think that's what I'm doing necessarily but I see your point. Now. Is there anything you need? Even if I can't give it to you?

[brothersboots]

If you want to believe that.

[Edna is only teasing her, but she's made her point and knows to back off too.

And, hey, Sansa, look. She's not crying or as scared anymore, so you've done good.]

I'm interested in the fact that you can see me.

[theladyofwinterfell]

Are other people having trouble seeing you, Edna? Because that is a problem we need to work on correcting.

[brothersboots]

How do you think you can fix it?

[She's curious because why does this human think she can do anything about it?]

[theladyofwinterfell]

I don't know. But I hope it's something we can work on together. Has this ever happened to you before, Edna?

[brothersboots]

[Okay, so, there are things that even as a small malak that Edna has realized. And she knows that this human female is so pure that it's not a surprise that she can see her without any issue.]

It's actually rare that people—humans—can see me at all. The fact that you can is...abnormal.

[theladyofwinterfell]

Oh. Well, I suppose that makes you sort of special then, doesn't it? Why is it that most people can't see you?

( It's very strange and Sansa is curious as to the explanation for it. She doesn't consider herself special at all. )