Anonymous Asked: Was Your Grandpa In Love With Mr. Tiernan?

꒰ྀི ✧ — Anonymous asked: Was your grandpa in love with Mr. Tiernan?

↳ -: ˚ʚ ( Unprompted ) ɞ˚ :-

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤYES ! Grandpa, Mister Tiernan, Miss Razalina, and Pom - Pom loved each other very much ! They were all ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY !ㅤ❜

꒰ྀི ✧ — Anonymous asked: no no no i mean love like how a mommy and daddy love each other. romantic love! still family but. it's a bit different than how you would love a best friend or a sibling.

↳ -: ˚ʚ ( Unprompted ) ɞ˚ :-

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤWELLㅤ—ㅤmaybe ! But wouldn't that make Mister Tiernan likeㅤ—ㅤmy GRANDMA ?ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤOr maybe TWO Grandpas ?ㅤ❜

꒰ྀི ✧ — Anonymous asked: Misha can I adopt you

↳ -: ˚ʚ ( Unprompted. ) ɞ˚ :-

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤU - Umㅤ—ㅤI'm certain you are a VERY kind person ! But I'm not sure if it's wise to have random people adopting me ! It could interfere with my WORK SCHEDULE !ㅤ❜

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. Though it was in a truly complicated way that involved a mess of dreams and memoria, he technically WAS the one that drew all of those people, including the very Nameless he had originated from for to Penacony to save it. Just as his predecessor did, he would have done ANYTHING for the Planet of Festivities. Even if it meant coming back from the dead in a weird and convoluted way.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤMaybe he DID need a vacation. But just like the other Nameless, he would chip in and do his part in cleaning up their brand new airship.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤAfter all that time mopping up the vast halls of The Reverie until he could see his reflection, the former bellboy was a natural when it came to the polished wooden floors of Radiant Feldspar. His duties only come to a pause when the other approaches him with a QUESTION.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWhat was THE WATCHMAKER like ?

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤIt was a question that came with a great weight; a story of tragedy and sorrow and yet filled with just as much love and happiness. Though little Misha had already come to terms with the TRUTH of it all, it was still a strange thing to think ofㅤ—ㅤthat aside from the spirit of the Trailblaze that they all carried, he was the last remaining piece of the Watchmaker's life left in the galaxy. He was serious about HONORING that legacy; easy to tell as he holds his mop still and thinks carefully, gathering up the memories of a life that was once his own.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWellㅤ—ㅤThe Watchmaker was a KIND man. He cared deeply for his fellow Trailblazers and he adored the Conductor, even if he did love teasing them just as much ! He was a fantastic mechanic too and I know even now, some of his work is what's helping make the Astral Express run so well after all these years ! ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI'm certain you all know this by nowㅤ—ㅤbut he was INCREDIBLY selfless too. I'm sure he didn't really want to leave the Express nor the Conductor. He knew the people of Penacony needed him thoughㅤ—ㅤand he also knew that the Trailblaze would persist even if he departed. A lot of people in Penacony really LOVED him too ! Soㅤ—ㅤhe was a truly wonderful and respectable Nameless until the very end. ㅤ❜

"Considering we Nameless own the Feldspar, it means we all have to chip in. It wouldn't be fair to leave you to it alone."

If anything, Dan Heng liked cleaning. There was something meditative about mindless, menial tasks against such a stunning backdrop. More than that, much of him had been wanting to connect with Misha, the true legacy of the Watchmaker and a member of the Nameless who deserved a connection to the Express that his predecessor had left behind.

Cool fog from the clouds caressed his face as he decided instead to join Misha in taking a side, the mop lapping wetly as he lifted it from the bucket and began mopping in long, slow sweeps.

Just what did one speak about with the legacy of the Watchmaker? The state of Penacony? Anticipation of the journeys they were due to embark upon?

"For what it's worth, you technically had a hand in that, too. Maybe you're the one who needs a vacation most of all."

A small smile flitted to Dan Heng's features, hovering close but not crowding the youth. Still, curiosity weighed heavily.

"If... you don't mind my asking, what was he like? The Watchmaker, I mean."

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒃𝒐𝒈 brings the girl pause. The NAMELESS had done truly incredible things for their snow - covered planet; rising from falsely - accused convicts to practical saviors of their land. Everyone knew of their courageous actsㅤ—ㅤand of course, their bounties had been TAKEN DOWN by now.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤBut this man ? She COULDN'T entirely be certain. Now that she thought of it, some guards DID speak of a mysterious navy - haired man that assisted the Namelessㅤ—ㅤand that he should have been allowed SOMEWHAT of a second chance. As far as she knew, the orders for his arrest still stood; but perhaps that MAY have changed.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI'll have to VERIFY that with the Nameless and the Silvermane Guards then. ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤShe speaks; tone still deadly serious, especially for a girl of her young age. Still, it was IMPORTANT to know of whatever ' plans ' this potential convict had; especially for an Intelligence Officer such as herself.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤDare I ask what your PLANS are ? ㅤ❜

     In the aftermath of the Stellaron crisis, Sampo's reputation underground was bolstered by what arguable were good deeds. Yes, inadvertently he set some things in motion, at least from the outsider's perspective. For every mistake that he supposedly made, the Fool had actually planned to somehow get the Astral Express crew to arrive at that point. Despite his sincere aid, he of course, is still Sampo Koski, looking to stir the pot in the less than serious moments. That and, well it was true that when you needed him most, he'd mysteriously be out of reach.

     As for the surface, well. He still had his contacts, his schemes. But being under fire in one setting despite being more or less trustworthy in another was hurting his brand. Was it so bad that he was wanting to return to a sense of normalcy ?  There's an argument to be made that he was just as much of a hero as the rest of them.

     He pointed to himself as if she could've been referring to anyone else in the area.   ❝ Oh, I'm still wanted ?  That's a shame... ❞  He cupped his chin as he studied the officer before him. How young was she anyways ?  She carried herself with confidence yet she wasn't jumping straight into arranging for his arrest...  ❝ I helped out the outsiders, y'know. The Nameless ?  You know those guys, right ?  But I prefer helping out in the wings, they deserved their time in the spotlight, after all. ❞  Wordy talk, meant to eat up whatever time he might've had left before potentially needing to break into a sprint.

          ❝ I was fighting the good fight, honest !  I just got caught up in some... Questionable things. I know doing one good deed doesn't fix everything, but what if I made a plan going forward ?  ❞

Vita Sackville-West, from a letter to Virginia Woolf written in December 1926