driftfleet | Yadrolla System Mingle

[hey guess what, he doesn't need to look for this idiot boy, because he's right there beside him, perched in a tree just above where Sorey is creeping. All's quiet for a while as they wait, and wait, and wait...

....aha. Quietly he slides out of the tree, dissolving into light halfway down and zipping into Sorey's body to keep silent.]

See that? To your left, in the grass.

Yeah, [Sorey murmurs, not even surprised that a) Mikleo went looking for him and b) Mikleo found him. They kind of have a direct link to each other and all.

Sorey nocks an arrow as silently as possible, holding the bow low and down as he waits for the bipedal bird-thing to shift into a more favorable position as it pecks at the ground. He does grin a little, giving Mikleo a mental nudge in greeting. Figures.]

[The nudge is returned, though gently, to avoid distracting Sorey from his shot. If they were armatized he'd be the one aiming, but Sorey has plenty of skill on his own, so his only involvement is a ripple of tension passing through him when an opportune moment to fire is noticed.]

[Sorey's lifting his bow with that ripple, pulling in a breath to hold before he releases the arrow. Maybe Mikleo isn't helping, but he must feel the way Sorey's soul calms at the release in a way it never did before.

All those hours logged together made 'em more drift-compatible than ever, huh.

The arrow strikes true; the bird gives a startled squawk before staggering a few meters away and dropping down. Sorey doesn't waste any time getting over there to put the poor thing out of its misery before pulling out the arrow and checking the head. Still intact, nice. Time to clean up this bird.]

Come looking for me? [Sorey wonders aloud, tying a rope around the bird's legs. He'll bring it over to the river before trying to pluck and wash it. Maybe have some for dinner tonight, he brought a dry rub with him.]

[Mikleo orbs back out again now that the need for silence is over, crouching down to assist Sorey with the knots.]

I just happened to be in the area, so I thought I'd make sure you weren't getting into trouble.

[So maybe. Yes. Not really. Whatever, he's here now, isn't he?]

These are nice feathers... think we should save a few for Zaveid?

I was thinking so, yeah. [Sorey holds up his hand cupped in front of Mikleo in request.] I was thinking I could make him a new belt; the one he has is getting worn. Maybe I could make something thicker, we could put a real steady buckle on it, some feathers and some of those beads you found a couple stops ago...

[Mikleo acquiesces, pressing his palms over Sorey's and filling his hands with fresh water.]

Sounds like something he'd appreciate. I might just keep a few for myself, in case we need some in the future.

[hi we're married so what's yours is mine and I'm not asking]

[He uses it to rub off some of the more matted blood from the prettier feathers, doing it again when Mikleo refills his hand. Just until they get over to the stream.] These colors would look really nice with that new tunic you've been working on, wouldn't they? They've got the silver in them like the thread and trim you're using.

[hi we're married and we follow each other's projects and interests]

Yeah, I was thinking that. Maybe I could add the feathers in somewhere for subtle accents? Or accessories to go with it... I'll give it some thought.

Do you want me to get another one? [Since there aren't going to be a ton of useable feathers with this one and all, even after he finishes cleaning it.]

Only if we have room on the ship for the extra meat.

[He suspects yes, since Sorey isn't the sort to kill needlessly, but he doesn't want to accidentally encourage it anyway.

...but yeah he kinda wants more.]

['if we have room' hahahaha] Oh yeah, sure...I was gonna bring it all back with me...

[Snort.] Or just eat it all here, if you're determined.

Not all of it! ...but some of it. [look he hates that meat paste, seriously]

Don't worry, I'm not going to judge you for it. [Much.] I know you too well for that.

Yeah yeah, whatever. A lot of this meat will be for trading anyway. Ben got me duct tape. [Sweet, life-saving duct tape.

With the kill properly tied up, Sorey picks it up to take it over to the stream nearby, instinctively leaning on Mikleo's power to lead him there without him having to track.]

[you and duct tape... how does the ship always need more?

Mikleo walks alongside him, glancing around to get a better look at the scenery now that they're no longer focused on hunting.]

I'm still surprised at how nice this planet is... am I too cynical now? I keep waiting for something to go wrong.

Maybe a little cynical, but considering it's saved us quite a few times I don't think there's anything wrong with it. [Even if it can be annoying and put a cramp in his 'leap before you look' style of exploration.]

Hmm... well, I'm glad you haven't forgotten that.

[He's a little smug about it, and it shows, even if there's a sliver of unease beneath it. It's still early, he hasn't really shaken the lingering distress from the last planet.

He's trying, though! Look at him trying.]

[He is trying, so hard.] Did you see all the buildings in the square? [Sorey picks his way carefully down to the bank of the stream, watching his footing over slick leaves and mossy rocks.] The buildings that soak up sunlight, and all the trees planted in them?

[Okay yeah he can get behind this distraction.]

I did, actually! It's amazing. I had no idea there was a way to collect that kind of energy and turn it into something that could be used as actual power.

Right?! So cool. I'm gonna see if they'll let me copy some blueprints later, maybe stick some of those panels on the ship. [Crouches by the water and starts washing off his kill properly, careful not to bend any of the feathers.]

I like that idea. There's a lot we could learn from this place, I'm sure.

[Mikleo sits down next to the water, leaning in to dip his fingers in. He doesn't really need to purify it, since it's already incredibly clean, but he still likes to add in his own personal touch as Sorey works, especially since they want the feathers in finer condition. He leaves the actual cleaning to Sorey, though- even if meat and blood didn't cause him to fuss, Sorey'd still be better at it than he is. With such a small creature, an extra pair of hands would only get in the way.]

I wonder what they do on days that it's overcast. Is it stored away somewhere?

I'm not sure... [It would make sense, though Sorey has no idea how much sunlight those things capture, and how much energy that light converts into. It's a mystery.

He smiles at the chill of Mikleo's purification; he's right, the stream is already crystal clear, but it's more about Mikleo connecting with his element in a way that comforts him. It's nice. It's really nice. Hopefully Edna is enjoying the feeling of non-polluted earth beneath her feet, too.] Maybe even if it's overcast, they still get light? Since it's not as dark as night time, there has to be some sunlight still, right?

That's true... or perhaps it's able to draw power from the moonlight as well.

[this planet has a moon right]

Either way, the people here seem nice enough. Maybe we can find some books on how they gather and store it.

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