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[The fact that they work together is...well, it's a Thing. Leon's not sure how he feels about it, really. He hadn't thought he'd have to socialize more with the people he met on that first day, but... at least Mikleo is tolerable, as far as tolerable goes. He's got a good head on his shoulders, at least, and that means he's somewhat less irritating to Leon.
Somewhat.
That said, Leon's attuned enough to know when things aren't going quite right at the ice cream shop, and while Leon couldn't possibly give a single fuck about whether or not they do their job well (because this is stupid, this entire job is stupid), he's got enough pride to not want to mess up nonetheless.
Hence why, when he sees Mikleo swaying, he does the obvious thing and helps out.]
[Mikleo has made peace with it, after getting over the initial shock. Honestly, he didn't peg Leon as the type to be into ice cream, but here they are. The water seraph will consider it a good day if there's relative peace between Roxas and Leon.
That being said, the past few days have been...weird. Feeling cold, for instance. Being a water seraph, he's never had a problem with cold temperatures, but now he's been shivering. Not to mention, he's been having persistent headaches and generally feeling under the weather.
He's stubborn, though, and keeps coming into work regardless. It's really not until today that his symptoms become worse than ever. However, Mikleo doesn't notice that he's swaying until Leon says something. He turns his head.
[Maybe it's weird to follow this train of logic, but he wants to try. Seraphim can't be sick, can they? That makes zero sense. They wouldn't be sick the way other humans would be. So with that in mind he shoots Mikleo a quick text.]
Heyyy. Uh, it's Hiro. With the giant robot? This might sound kinda weird but are you okay?
[Ah, this is actually good timing. Hiro's the only person he knows with a robot doctor, and he's not sure anyone in the apartment can make it to a hospital for an appointment right now.
He's also too tired and sick to really care about his grammar.]
Yeah I remember you. I was about to call you myself. Almost everyone from my world is sick. Dezel is fine and Edna isn't sick enough for it to bother her too much but the rest of us don't have that luck.
Also sorry if it takes me a while to respond sometimes. I have to make sure Sorey doesn't try to take care of everyone while he's sick himself.
[That may require physically sitting or lying on Sorey in order to accomplish this task. The life of a Mikleo is hard.]
[well, time to make this as straight to the point as he can. because it's weird and he has other people to do this with too.]
Hey. About what happened in the library other day—how about we just pretend it never happened. [so embarrassing. so embarrassing. and yuri's not one who is easily embarrassed but that whole situation was just not his style at all.]
[Lily learned easily where Sorey lived and with their last meeting she wanted to give him something to apologize with. She knows she brought up a bad subject. In her hands was a small box with cookies, she mastered now burning them now! At the door she knocks as loud as she can before bouncing on her heels excited to see the man.]
[It's sadly not Sorey who answers the door. Instead, it's Mikleo, who really should be in bed and staunchly refuses to do so today. He gives her a curious look, wondering if she'll be able to see him outside of ViViD and the network.]
[ Sorey's been a little off lately; he's mostly a bit quieter than usual, lost in his thoughts and trying to make sense of some things while coming to terms with other things. He hadn't had much time to think or dwell when they were in the final battle — he had to quickly deal with his feelings, push them back and deal with what was in front of him. It was life or death, with the fate of everything on his shoulders, so he had no choice.
But now, being back in Cerealia, he's had time to mull things over and come to terms with what had happened. He'd only just stabbed Heldalf, seen his friends float up safely, and was prepared to go to sleep with Maotelus ... And in addition to all that, he'd only just killed Gramps, too. A lot had happened in the moments leading up to his rearrival in Cerealia. He had a lot to think about. A little too much, actually — enough to take up his mind for the past couple days (in addition to connecting the dots to various things about returning to his world and how that worked).
And tonight happens to be a particularly tough night. Things are sinking in further — especially Gramps' death — and he can't seem to fall asleep. He's been trying for a good couple hours. He's always been relatively good at getting over the hurdle of dealing with another's death, especially with how far he's come in accepting it, but dealing with someone so close to him dying — it takes a little more time. He knows he was right in his decision — he finds no fault in that part — but that doesn't mean he can't still be unhappy with the loss of someone so important in his life.
And as he thinks back on his life with Gramps, his breathing becomes a little uneven as he holds back the urge to cry. He can't get up to leave, seeing as Mikleo is sleeping partially on top of him as usual, so he opts to quietly move a hand over his chest (slowly, trying not to wake Mikleo), balled into a fist, in a motion of respect for his beloved family member. (It's even partially for Heldalf — he's sorry he could find no other way to save him.)
Whispering, quietly and shaky: ] Gramps ...
[ And his face contorts a little in pain, breathing hiccuping a little to hold back tears. ]
[Mikleo hasn't been blind to how off Sorey's been. He's merely been respecting his friend's wish to have some time to get his thoughts and feelings sorted. As much as he wants to do more for him, he can't, and he doesn't want to pry when Sorey clearly isn't ready. All the seraph can do is provide his friend with small comforts and shows of quiet support.
Then, there are Inaba's words from the other day that he's been considering privately when he can't sleep, or is waiting for Sorey to come back to bed after leaving in the middle of the night. They're always pushed aside for when Sorey comes back, though, and he focuses on on being that silent support for his friend. Regardless of his feelings, regardless of the nature of their relationship, Mikleo doesn't feel that anything will really change with them. It won't hold either of them back, not when they both know how much they mean to each other.
Tonight is a little different, considering Mikleo decides to lie on top of Sorey to avoid being smacked in the face while the Shepherd is asleep. That happened last night, and he doesn't care to have an encore performance tonight. Despite Sorey's care, Mikleo notices the movement and the change in his friend's breathing. Lavender eyes open and catch sight of the naked pain on Sorey's face.
His reaction is immediate. The water seraph shifts to throw his arms around Sorey, feeling very much awake now.]
I'm here.
[That's all Mikleo says. It's all he needs to say.]
[fighting with your best friend is hard. flynn's drained from it both physically and mentally and it shows. there's bags under his eyes, his posture's suffering and dear god is his back starting to kill him. he rubs his neck, craning it a little to work out some of the knots that sleeping either at his work desk, in the gardens or other super unpleasant places cause. a normal person would just go home and sleep in a proper bed, but home means risking yuri run-ins and flynn still isn't ready to deal with that yet. that king thing also drained his funds so hotels are also out.
he gives a heavy sigh while walking by the ice cream shop. no one's around so he permits himself to look a little less than perfect for a few moments. what a fight. so much about it hit really hard, hard enough to make flynn question so so much. it's been a long time since he's felt so unsure, so... so shitty.]
[Mikleo's currently manning the shop on his own for a little while. It's not so bad, since they're done with the rush hour for the time being. So, when he hears someone enter the shop, he steps out from the back to see who walks in.
From his handful of conversations with Flynn, the seraph is fairly sure he's got a good grasp of his character. Even if he didn't, just looking at the blond knight would've let him know that something is very wrong. Mikleo assumes that, like Yuri, Flynn most likely won't see him outside of CERES' network and ViViD. He's taken to keeping a notebook and pen near the counter, which he grabs as he makes his way over.
Mikleo tries to make his approach obvious as he moves to tap Flynn's shoulder. He doesn't want to startle him, but...well. Good thing he has a notebook to act as a shield.]
[ There's just no end to the complaining and whining. She's famished, she'd eat her own leg at this point! ..Okay no, she's not going to resort to cannibalism.
But more than that- she's thirsty. Which is exactly why she props herself next to Mikleo, her throat scratchy after all that walking. ] Hey, Mikleo? Can you spare some water?
Say... you think if I suck on some ice, it'll be like eating? [ Random thought, and just sprouting nonsense really. ]
miklep don't ride the sunfish to te top of tge mountain its lilith fish shell be reallymad i think tshe wabted to make it for dinnner frilled
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got a question for you
[what has his life come to that he's propositioning someone he only met a few days ago to help him out? who knows, but he's desperate as hell from how stir-crazy he is.]
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how do you feel about taking out a couple of pesky robots?
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We got separated back in the ViViD level so Iiiii guess I just wanted to make sure you got out of there okay.
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Hey, Korra. Yes, I made it out just fine. Thanks for following up like that.
[Seriously, Mikleo appreciates small kindnesses as much as any other kindness.]
You didn't get hurt at all after we got separated, did you?
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Somewhat.
That said, Leon's attuned enough to know when things aren't going quite right at the ice cream shop, and while Leon couldn't possibly give a single fuck about whether or not they do their job well (because this is stupid, this entire job is stupid), he's got enough pride to not want to mess up nonetheless.
Hence why, when he sees Mikleo swaying, he does the obvious thing and helps out.]
What is wrong with you?
[Ah yes, Leon, that's Helpful.]
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That being said, the past few days have been...weird. Feeling cold, for instance. Being a water seraph, he's never had a problem with cold temperatures, but now he's been shivering. Not to mention, he's been having persistent headaches and generally feeling under the weather.
He's stubborn, though, and keeps coming into work regardless. It's really not until today that his symptoms become worse than ever. However, Mikleo doesn't notice that he's swaying until Leon says something. He turns his head.
So rude, Leon.]
Nothing's wrong. [Really!] Why do you ask?
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Heyyy. Uh, it's Hiro. With the giant robot? This might sound kinda weird but are you okay?
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He's also too tired and sick to really care about his grammar.]
Yeah I remember you. I was about to call you myself. Almost everyone from my world is sick. Dezel is fine and Edna isn't sick enough for it to bother her too much but the rest of us don't have that luck.
Also sorry if it takes me a while to respond sometimes. I have to make sure Sorey doesn't try to take care of everyone while he's sick himself.
[That may require physically sitting or lying on Sorey in order to accomplish this task. The life of a Mikleo is hard.]
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Hey. About what happened in the library other day—how about we just pretend it never happened. [so embarrassing. so embarrassing. and yuri's not one who is easily embarrassed but that whole situation was just not his style at all.]
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All things considered, I'd be more than okay with that.
[Although...]
Is Flynn alright? I, uh...kinda ran into him at one point and wanted to know if he's...back to normal.
[Ugh, remembering that still makes him flustered. Ugh ugh ugh.]
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I should apologize, too. I should've put a stop to your duel with Sorey, but I only encouraged it.
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By the way, this is Inaba.
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But now, being back in Cerealia, he's had time to mull things over and come to terms with what had happened. He'd only just stabbed Heldalf, seen his friends float up safely, and was prepared to go to sleep with Maotelus ... And in addition to all that, he'd only just killed Gramps, too. A lot had happened in the moments leading up to his rearrival in Cerealia. He had a lot to think about. A little too much, actually — enough to take up his mind for the past couple days (in addition to connecting the dots to various things about returning to his world and how that worked).
And tonight happens to be a particularly tough night. Things are sinking in further — especially Gramps' death — and he can't seem to fall asleep. He's been trying for a good couple hours. He's always been relatively good at getting over the hurdle of dealing with another's death, especially with how far he's come in accepting it, but dealing with someone so close to him dying — it takes a little more time. He knows he was right in his decision — he finds no fault in that part — but that doesn't mean he can't still be unhappy with the loss of someone so important in his life.
And as he thinks back on his life with Gramps, his breathing becomes a little uneven as he holds back the urge to cry. He can't get up to leave, seeing as Mikleo is sleeping partially on top of him as usual, so he opts to quietly move a hand over his chest (slowly, trying not to wake Mikleo), balled into a fist, in a motion of respect for his beloved family member. (It's even partially for Heldalf — he's sorry he could find no other way to save him.)
Whispering, quietly and shaky: ] Gramps ...
[ And his face contorts a little in pain, breathing hiccuping a little to hold back tears. ]
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Then, there are Inaba's words from the other day that he's been considering privately when he can't sleep, or is waiting for Sorey to come back to bed after leaving in the middle of the night. They're always pushed aside for when Sorey comes back, though, and he focuses on on being that silent support for his friend. Regardless of his feelings, regardless of the nature of their relationship, Mikleo doesn't feel that anything will really change with them. It won't hold either of them back, not when they both know how much they mean to each other.
Tonight is a little different, considering Mikleo decides to lie on top of Sorey to avoid being smacked in the face while the Shepherd is asleep. That happened last night, and he doesn't care to have an encore performance tonight. Despite Sorey's care, Mikleo notices the movement and the change in his friend's breathing. Lavender eyes open and catch sight of the naked pain on Sorey's face.
His reaction is immediate. The water seraph shifts to throw his arms around Sorey, feeling very much awake now.]
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he gives a heavy sigh while walking by the ice cream shop. no one's around so he permits himself to look a little less than perfect for a few moments. what a fight. so much about it hit really hard, hard enough to make flynn question so so much. it's been a long time since he's felt so unsure, so... so shitty.]
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From his handful of conversations with Flynn, the seraph is fairly sure he's got a good grasp of his character. Even if he didn't, just looking at the blond knight would've let him know that something is very wrong. Mikleo assumes that, like Yuri, Flynn most likely won't see him outside of CERES' network and ViViD. He's taken to keeping a notebook and pen near the counter, which he grabs as he makes his way over.
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[ There's just no end to the complaining and whining. She's famished, she'd eat her own leg at this point! ..Okay no, she's not going to resort to cannibalism.
But more than that- she's thirsty. Which is exactly why she props herself next to Mikleo, her throat scratchy after all that walking. ] Hey, Mikleo? Can you spare some water?
Say... you think if I suck on some ice, it'll be like eating? [ Random thought, and just sprouting nonsense really. ]
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don't ride the sunfish to te top of tge mountain
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shell be reallymad
i think tshe wabted to make it for dinnner
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I understand most of those words individually, but when you string them together like that, they make absolutely no sense. Do you want to try again?
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