Metis - have you even been to your room since the start of all of this?
I have before. At some point, a bit before all your arrivals, my mind had been.. heavily set overly focusing on just working at the risk of no sleep. A more extreme than I normally am, shockingly enough. I only realized as we begun to get more of our memory back, how overworked my body was. Anyhow, I have begun to use it as of recent when no one has need for my company, yes. Are you curious about seeing it?
Haha, I suppose it is a little like that, isn't it? And of course. I do not mind at all.
[ In any case, there will be a red ping leading to the Senior Crew Wing in Gate Six! In which Metis will be found waiting outside, just to help lead properly to his own capsule.
His crystal hand holds a handkerchief in his paw to cover his mouth as he coughs, obscuring and tucking away those flowers to then greet her with a warm smile. ]
I.. may not have tidied much as of late, so I hope you can forgive me.
she wanders along to the senior crew wing! she isn't coughing yet, but she does smile in return, pleased to see him as always.]
Oh, please. You should see my quarters. [she lives with three (four now ig) dudes, she's given up. they're all pretty fastidious but they're still dudes.] I don't mind.
Metis laughs a little at that, red eyes gleaming with amusement. ]
I would hate to intrude so I'll take your word for it. [ ma'am your ROOM. But yes, a peek of a tail that swishes as he leads her along. ] Very well, here we are...
Metis's capsule is, for lack of a better word, busy. Though it isn't a complete mess or disaster, it does imply some business no matter where you look. There are numerous shelves with actual physical books, despite the many monitors that have various notes and data showing on the screen. However, concerning the data mining, none of it can actually be read and prove any attempts to be pointless. The books though seem to be various subjects, stories, and range from just about anything you could probably find in a normal library. Their desk is littered with paperwork, some stacks and a few scattered about.
Most of the room is illuminated by a blue glow from the screens, but there's a bed tucked off to the side with a softer golden glow. The bed itself is covered in dark red sheets and looks, for the most part, untouched. As if the owner of said room will occasionally fall asleep on the bed but not really make the effort to climb under the sheets. Though the room is still futuristic in hindsight, there's something quite older in times with the room's layout.
He will shuffle over to tidy some of his paperwork and stacks of books oop, don't mind him. ]
anyway, she can't help herself, she sees the tail and instinctively follows it with her eyes as he leads her. and then abruptly looks up when he opens the door like no!! i wasn't looking!!
she wanders in after him, and stares at the collections of things... and then maybe predictably goes for the books, picking one up to look it over.]
Hah. You weren't kidding, it is a mess. [teasing!!] ... It makes me miss Solistia a little.
[ Tidying up his papers over here, setting them on his desk. Moving to gather some books off the floor, arghhh. At the mention of his mess his tail very briefly poofs out until it's hidden from sight when he stands. ]
Haha, as promised it would be! I had not suspected I would have any visitors, admittedly.
[ A softer sounding hum... ] It was overwhelming, in a sorta good way, how new everything was, but I had tried to make this room of mine as close to home as possible. Just to ease at that longing a bit when I realized I would not have been capable of returning any time soon.
[ The book is (spins wheel) just a collection planet entries, various unimportant ones. ]
Mmm.. mayhap in more ways than one. The First was not my first home, after all.
[ But he does not mind, still the image of quiet contentment, compiling more books together. Though a hand lingers on a fantasy tale. ]
To think a guardian needs supervision themselves! [ Said with a laugh. ] The only trouble I would find myself in is what is threatening my home, once that is dealt with... everything should be better.
Guardian or no, everybody can use someone to look out for them. [she knows he has people at home, but still. she also watched him get shot by grandpa piss after trying to pretend to be a villain so!!!]
... The First was not your first home... [she repeats, tilting her head.] I have a question for you about something related, but - what does that mean exactly?
[she probably picked up like, a little bit from the memories she saw, but not enough.]
No, you are right, I certainly had someone under my care growing up that would frequently take and look after me back home. I'm sure she would have spent plenty of time lecturing me here as well.
[ But it's said with fondness. His granddotter lyna.... ]
Ah, well, my world works a bit differently compared to most. I was initially from the planet we know as the Source, but took up residence in a reflection of it called the First. ...'Tis an incredibly long story. Were that I prepared for tea for a talk of that extent.
[ A chuckle, but he will refer to a chair for her to take if she wants to sit. ] What kind of question did you have?
she listens with interest - that's kind of rad? she's actually thinking a little bit about her and charles, and how he seems to be from somewhere that's almost a reflection of her own world. or... well, vice-versa. she does, in fact, go sit, and then:]
As I said, it's related, in a sense. I'd just... wondered if you think there's a way that we could visit each other's worlds, after all of this. You have moved between two of them, it seems, and we've been pulled here.
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I have before. At some point, a bit before all your arrivals, my mind had been.. heavily set overly focusing on just working at the risk of no sleep. A more extreme than I normally am, shockingly enough.
I only realized as we begun to get more of our memory back, how overworked my body was.
Anyhow, I have begun to use it as of recent when no one has need for my company, yes.
Are you curious about seeing it?
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... A little like meeting the real you.
But yes, I am curious, if you'd be willing to show me.
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And of course. I do not mind at all.
[ In any case, there will be a red ping leading to the Senior Crew Wing in Gate Six! In which Metis will be found waiting outside, just to help lead properly to his own capsule.
His crystal hand holds a handkerchief in his paw to cover his mouth as he coughs, obscuring and tucking away those flowers to then greet her with a warm smile. ]
I.. may not have tidied much as of late, so I hope you can forgive me.
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she wanders along to the senior crew wing! she isn't coughing yet, but she does smile in return, pleased to see him as always.]
Oh, please. You should see my quarters. [she lives with three (four now ig) dudes, she's given up. they're all pretty fastidious but they're still dudes.] I don't mind.
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Metis laughs a little at that, red eyes gleaming with amusement. ]
I would hate to intrude so I'll take your word for it. [ ma'am your ROOM. But yes, a peek of a tail that swishes as he leads her along. ] Very well, here we are...
[ Here is your visual!
He will shuffle over to tidy some of his paperwork and stacks of books oop, don't mind him. ]
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anyway, she can't help herself, she sees the tail and instinctively follows it with her eyes as he leads her. and then abruptly looks up when he opens the door like no!! i wasn't looking!!
she wanders in after him, and stares at the collections of things... and then maybe predictably goes for the books, picking one up to look it over.]
Hah. You weren't kidding, it is a mess. [teasing!!] ... It makes me miss Solistia a little.
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Haha, as promised it would be! I had not suspected I would have any visitors, admittedly.
[ A softer sounding hum... ] It was overwhelming, in a sorta good way, how new everything was, but I had tried to make this room of mine as close to home as possible. Just to ease at that longing a bit when I realized I would not have been capable of returning any time soon.
[ A bit more coughing, covers mouth politely. ]
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Mm. [she stares down at the book, and then:] ... You have been gone much longer than anybody should be away from home.
[a sigh.]
I want you to get to go back. Though I do worry about what sort of trouble you'll get into without supervision.
[teasing again]
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Mmm.. mayhap in more ways than one. The First was not my first home, after all.
[ But he does not mind, still the image of quiet contentment, compiling more books together. Though a hand lingers on a fantasy tale. ]
To think a guardian needs supervision themselves! [ Said with a laugh. ] The only trouble I would find myself in is what is threatening my home, once that is dealt with... everything should be better.
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Guardian or no, everybody can use someone to look out for them. [she knows he has people at home, but still. she also watched him get shot by grandpa piss after trying to pretend to be a villain so!!!]
... The First was not your first home... [she repeats, tilting her head.] I have a question for you about something related, but - what does that mean exactly?
[she probably picked up like, a little bit from the memories she saw, but not enough.]
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No, you are right, I certainly had someone under my care growing up that would frequently take and look after me back home. I'm sure she would have spent plenty of time lecturing me here as well.
[ But it's said with fondness. His granddotter lyna.... ]
Ah, well, my world works a bit differently compared to most. I was initially from the planet we know as the Source, but took up residence in a reflection of it called the First. ...'Tis an incredibly long story. Were that I prepared for tea for a talk of that extent.
[ A chuckle, but he will refer to a chair for her to take if she wants to sit. ] What kind of question did you have?
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she listens with interest - that's kind of rad? she's actually thinking a little bit about her and charles, and how he seems to be from somewhere that's almost a reflection of her own world. or... well, vice-versa. she does, in fact, go sit, and then:]
As I said, it's related, in a sense. I'd just... wondered if you think there's a way that we could visit each other's worlds, after all of this. You have moved between two of them, it seems, and we've been pulled here.