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Who: Mikleo (& Sorey!) and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Huntress & Iskaulit
When: now! Bam!

( video; morning )

[The communicator glitches itself on with an intrusive beep, displaying the occupied captain's bed of the Huntress, which at this hour is just a pile of blankets and a tousled head of brown hair; there's a bump that indicates another body, but none is visible on the camera. The noise causes a bit of stir, followed by a muffled sneeze and a groan. The sneeze carries with it, oddly, a spark.

A moment later, a glimmer of a small flame licks at the fabric around the shoulder of the brown-haired occupant.

Silence.

And suddenly the blankets jerk upright, and Mikleo's voice comes through--]

Sorey!! Wake up, you're on fire!

Nnnno ‘s just warm...

Wh- seriously!? That's your... ugh, hang on, I'll-

[Mikleo gestures invisibly, summoning water to douse the flames, but it isn't water that comes out. And now the bed is really on fire--]

….AAAAHH!!! What, what!?

AAAH, WHAT?! [Sorey jerks awake and that’s when the camera gets smacked around, tumbling onto the floor for a view of him screaming at the fire and trying to beat it -and something else?- with a pillow.] Fire! Mikleo, fire-!

I know!! I know!!

[CLICK- dead air.]

( action; huntress & iskaulit )

[If you happen to come across Mikleo for the next several days, he's stalking angrily and purposefully around, probably grumbling about the Atroma and their delightful meddling. Instead of the usual blue tinting the tips and curves of his hair, it's a soft auburn, the tips sliding into a gradiant of reds and pinks. He's on the hunt for distractions, and oh, is he ever cranky about his new look.

He's also leaving little spark trails behind himself, still not in control of his new element, so... maybe tell him, so he doesn't set anything important on fire?]

(( mikleo is augment-glitched into a fire seraph! laugh at his pain. both sorey & mikleo may respond to the first part! ))

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[OPENS THE DOOR, for the sole purpose of teasing]

Ben are you worried about us? That's really sweet, I promise we're okay!

[SHOVES HIS (flesh) HAND IN SOREY'S FACE (gently because he's soft damn you)]

Sounded like a little more than an accident, but okay. You hear someone else talkin'?

[Mikleo huffs from inside and heads over, wiggling his way past the both of them carrying a charred sheet, which he begins to shake out, bits of ash fluttering to the floor.]

Geez, what a mess... I don't think I can mend this one.

[Laughs behind hand and moves back to glance at Mikleo flapping the sheet over his shoulder.] Oh that's Mikleo, he's like a ghost. [*given up]

[TESTILY, because he knows what Sorey is doing and he DOES NOT APPROVE,] Malak.

[Because he's also given up on using seraph but it doesn't have to be wrong, thank you very much.]

Thought he was a seraph, that's what he told me. [Ben leans to the side to squint in the direction of the floating sheet] I can kind of hear you - can't you cannibalize another sheet or something? Maybe patch it up with that?

Ooh, yeah, he's a seraph! [YAY BEN!! Sorey is giving you somewhat adoring eyes, because nobody ever bothers trying to correct them unless they're correcting them to the wrong thing.]

Right, I did mention that.

[He perks up, albeit very slightly; it's nice when people actually remember!]

Oh, hey, your resonance grew, didn't it? I didn't even need the communicator.

[don't give him those eyes, you're gonna make this all awkward]

Uh - I guess? You'd know better than me.

You might even be able to see him soon, how cool! [Sorey steps aside to give Ben a full view of Mikleo, just in case.] See anything? Blurry shapes or reflective spots?

[Ben just. Makes a face] I see blurry shapes all the time, dude. But I don't see any suspicious ones, if that's what you mean.

Besides the randomly floating sheet, I assume.

[Yeah, this is a lost cause. They should just toss it out the airlock or something at this point.]

Yeah, but I'm used to the randomly floating shit now. That's practically normal around here.

We are in space.

Remember that time I accidentally shut off the gravity for like three hours? [that was fun and everybody was mad at him]

Remember how I told you never to do or talk about that ever again?

[Lack of gravity does terrible, terrible poofy things to that much hair.]