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[selfism]

Who: Kai Hiwatari
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: April 29

It’s funny, [ begins a cool, dry voice that indicates it is anything but, ] I seem to know a substantial amount more on piloting a spacecraft than I did before falling asleep.

[ A young man is seated with his back pressed against the viewing glass of Marsiva’s observational deck. Behind him, the yawning chasm of space stretches on for an eternity, all winking stars and silent cosmos. He hardly appears to be interested in the spectacular scene, instead opting to focus his attention on an object in his lap. The communicator broadcasting the video is set on the floor, propped up at an angle by something out of sight. Kai acknowledges his audience with a cursory flicker of his eyes, expression unfathomable, then continues to pick apart a circle of wood. ]

I arrived without most of my belongings. I’d like to know what’s happened to them, and how I can get them back. They’re…necessary.

[ Important, he doesn’t say, though his jaw tightens minutely. Fingers peel off a strip of wood a little too viciously, belying an otherwise impressive composure. The loss of Dranzer (again, always again, she is always beyond his reach) has shaken him deeply, and it had taken him an hour to settle down enough to contact the network. ]

I’m also interested in hearing about our purpose here. The first time I was taken from my world, it was to feed hungry spirits. The second time, to play as a pawn in the political games of the fae. What now? If it involves aliens, I’m done.

[ He's only partially joking. ]

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[kindlymeant]

[ his concern is so sweet it makes her ache. she knows him well enough that it should not be unexpected, and yet kindnesses still fall to her like treasures, rare and wonderful. eager to reassure him, she shakes her head. ]

No. I only just arrived - not yet a week ago. [ she allows herself some relief that he had not been taken from Demeleier to nothing, as he'd so viciously feared, but the thought passes with its darkness in tow. doing nothing to check her raised spirits feels like a risk, but for now, she allows herself to be gladdened by the sight of him. ]

You seem more familiar with it than I, though. Have you seen such things before?

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[ Here, the smile takes on a wry edge. Kai doesn’t respond right away; rolling his head, he glances over a shoulder to stare at the view. When he looks back to Alayne, a distant yet wistful expression has clouded his face. ]

I have, though not in person. At least…not like this.

[ Alayne’s new attire earns her a teasing smirk. ]

And how are you adjusting? Nice clothes, by the way. Though, I suppose you’d look good in anything.

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[kindlymeant]

[ she has to wonder about that response, but the questions do not come. with Kai more than anyone else, there are always right times and right moments, and that's only when the asking is necessary. for now, Alayne deems it is not. she is simply pleased to see him again.

a fact which makes it all the easier to return his smile again, even when it;s accompanied with a roll of the eyes that says don't remind me. ]

Have you been polishing your silver tongue? [ a laugh, soft, and then she shakes her head, plucking at the garment and allowing herself some vanity. ] They're awful, aren't they?

[ and then she gentles again, letting out a sharp breath and admitting in a low voice: ] It is not terrible here in the least, not so far. But I am glad you've come.

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A different color, then. Blue, maybe.

[ Kai takes a moment to be grateful that he still has his scarf, at the least. The black, sheep skin vest is a far cry from the original outfit he arrived in Demeleier with, but it's his. ]

Anyone from Westeros here? [ he asks after a beat, voice low and gentle, because he understands when sensitivity is needed. ]