@badrcputation Asked: "Want Me To Kick That Guy's Ash For Ya? Just Say The Word And They're Dust!" -

꒰ྀི ✧ — @badrcputation asked: "Want me to kick that guy's ash for ya? Just say the word and they're dust!" - Boothill, to Misha <3

↳ -: ˚ʚ ( Unprompted. ) ɞ˚ :-

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑳𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 was just another part of the job. The job was fulfilling; especially when he got to talk to the NICER guestsㅤ—ㅤbut it was NEVER any fun dealing with the rude ones. He always got so flustered and wound up embarrassing himself even FURTHER. The disappointment and shame with himself was even worse.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHearing the galaxy ranger's words though, all of those feelings were quickly reduced to PANIC.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤW - wait ! You don't have to do that ! Iㅤ—ㅤI mean, I appreciate your willingness to defend me butㅤ—ㅤVIOLENCE isn't allowed in the Reverie ! I don't want you to get in TROUBLE because of me ! ㅤ❜

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑶𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 amicableㅤ—ㅤand it still WAS. The Bellboy was ALWAYS polite and kind to everyone he had met; no matter who or what they were. Butㅤ—ㅤmaybe it was those Watchmaker instincts; but he had a BAD feeling about this man. Could such a seemingly benevolent person really be the one trying to bring about THE ORDER unto Penacony ?

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤIf that were the case too, it meant that SOMEHOW Gallagher and Sleepie hadn't been able to stop him. And THAT meant he would have to warn the Nameless he had invited to the Charmony festival. He had to worm his way out of THIS first though. Hopefully he was as cool and charming as his Grandpa had been.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWell, that's OKAY ! If Miss Robin prefers to think of me as an ordinary bellboy, I'm fine with that ! Whether I'm just a bellboy or the Watchmaker, I'll do my best to make Miss Robin and the other Dreamchasers of Penacony HAPPY ! ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤㅤ—ㅤSpeaking of though, I MIGHT need to tend to some guests soon ! I - I hope you don't mind that, Mister Sunday !ㅤ❜

He knew his sister had only told him, as she was unaware of the alter motives he had in finding the Watchmaker's Legacy, but now with the cat out of the bag like this, he had to wonder if the search had truly been worth it. Why had this child installed such fear in the other members? Surely, if this was all, then they had nothing to fear. They could go ahead with the festival and bring about the blessed future they'd been working this hard for. Yet, there was still that slight touch of doubt that refused to entirely fade. His sister's influence, perhaps.

"If I'm honest, I do not believe she quite understands your significance. It was quite a surprise to find out the truth...but also I am quite delighted to finally get to meet you in person like this. Truly, a blessing from Xipe".

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤOh, only if you'd like ! I'd HATE to trouble you, Miss Miran !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 Miss Miran wasn't capable of the task (ㅤ—ㅤlittle did he know that she actually WASN'T ). He was just a little TOO used to taking on all of the work himself. As he starts gathering up the supplies and the tools, he continued to listen to her words.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤA big buffet ? He'd never seen THAT in the hotel before ! His skills weren't exactly in the dining areaㅤ—ㅤso that was definitely part of the reason he hadn't quite taken a REAL good look there yet.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI'll promise I'll eat enough, Miss Miran ! Butㅤ—ㅤI'm not QUITE sure about my spice tolerance !ㅤ❜

“I had the intention to eat with you. In order to ensure that you’re eating enough.”, she spoke, delighted that he wouldn’t struggle against the idea of lunch. There had been quite a handful internships and employees that would deny to take care of themselves. At least until they witnessed her ‘wrath’ - which was just aggressively shoving them into the restaurant area and watch every single bite they’d take while wearing an unsatisfied expression until they ate enough.

It was rather refreshing that Misha wasn’t like this.

“If you allow me I can help you with putting them away.”, she offered, though in all honesty - she didn’t know where they put the tools. She had her own work, the managers where the ones who overlooked the departments they managed - it was none of Miran’s business, she was just gear that ensured that everything was running the way it should. Which was stressful enough.

“At lunch time we always have a large buffet that goes from bland food to rather spicy.”, Miran explained, even though nobody asked. She just wished that they knew what awaited them, “Though, there is also the possibility to order. We try to cover every guest’s wishes as good as possible.”.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒚 being second nature to him, he was still an easily nervous and flustered child. He had never met Mister Sunday personally until this pointㅤ—ㅤbut his name was already being spoken of so HIGHLY in Penacony. It was no secret after all how quickly the man had risen through the ranks. He could definitely FEEL the imposing aura coming off the man.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ( Or maybe that feeling was something worse that he couldn't QUITE tell yet. )

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤIt didn't SEEM as if he was in trouble for anything though. Quickly, he tries to adjust himself and maintain the usual professional personality that he ALWAYS did when dealing with anyone in the Reverie or the Sweet Dream.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤEverything seems to be going well on my end, Mister Sunday ! The guests are satisfied and I've been doing EVERYTHING I can to assist with their needs !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤButㅤ—ㅤdo you think we could use any IMPROVEMENTS ? Like more amenities ? More comfortable Dreampools ? Or what about my performance in particular ?ㅤ❜

while the transition from bronze melodia to family head was seamless, sunday lamented the fact that now he had even less free time than before. such was inevitable when moving up in ranks, but any opportunity to slip away was a welcome one indeed. so when he eventually strolled into hotel's lobby and spotted the bellboy, the halovian approached the boy with nothing more than the fleeting desire for some small talk.

❝ hello there, misha. ❞ flaxen hues studied the bellboy for a moment, finding slight amusement in his slight panic. were people already beginning to grow afraid of him, or was misha just nervous ? he shook the question from his mind, giving the boy a small smile in hopes to ease his worries. ❝ the reverie is treating me well, thank you for asking. there's nothing in particular i can think of, as i decided to go for a walk last minute, but... how are you doing ? is there any trouble i should be aware of ? ❞

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 he would be questioned about his ageㅤ—ㅤand it certainly wouldn't have been the last either. He probably WAS a little too young to be working in customer service. At least he CLEARLY didn't mind it as he continues to attempt to help the guest with a smile.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤMaybe I am, but it's OKAY ! I get to talk to NICE GUESTS like you when I'm not busy and hear all about their travels ! I can save up to explore the stars like the guests too !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWith his attempt to reassure the guest, he motions for the other to FOLLOW him.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤThe front desk is THIS way ! Hopefully your friend is still there !ㅤ❜

Last time he was told to meet somewhere, he was ghosted, same with the instance before that. Next time this happens, he's ought to stop trying. It's not like they wouldn't meet again at the headquarters. Probably.

Looking down at the kid, he realized his error-- he did not mean to get so visibly upset. He offers him a little smile, "yeah, that'd be nice of ya."

Then, gives the kid a good once-over. "Wait, aren't you a little too young to be... working? At all?"

It was 0% his business, it was more or less a curiosity on his part. Are there no regulations about this? Who is making this child work? Then again, he did not know a single thing about the laws on this planet.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔, it was so easy to see how the boy's lilac hues would practically LIGHT UP. A Nameless ! This man was one of the Nameless ! Sure, he had met lots and lots of travelers who seen far more planets than he ever hadㅤ—ㅤbut the Nameless were SPECIAL.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤC - certainly ! It'd be an HONOR to lead the Nameless through my home ! You've probably already seen the Square since you know about our local man in the trashcan. Most of the businesses are in Bygonevilleㅤ—ㅤwhich is a really unfortunate name but I PROMISE it's nicer than it soundsㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe run down square that surrounded the two of them would have probably put most people on edge. The bellboy seemed to be COMPLETELY comfortable as he began to lead the older man into the tiny little shopping district.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤYou're probably familiar with the Sweet Dreamㅤ—ㅤbut Dreamflux Reef was established LONG before it ! It's regarded as the center of ALL Dreamscapes ! People here even call the REAL Penaconyㅤ—ㅤbut I guess they're just a little bit bitter about the Sweet Dream.ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤOnly when the two of them arrived at their destination does the child briefly stop. Most of the shops tucked away in those narrow streets were mere husks of themselves; emptied of everything but dust and trash as well as the occasional Dreamchaser who clearly drank too much Sousa Juice. Though, the shops and bars that were STILL open and the small crowds of people proved there were still fighting to keep it alive. There was even a group of Pepeshi trying to create some street art and bring some color to the place.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤHere we are ! You're free to LOOK AROUND and ask me any questions ! The shop with the musical staff I mentioned is here too ! ㅤ❜

“They don’t?” That... actually made a bit of sense. Even as he looked over a few of the dilapidated billboards and the skyscrapers, Welt could get that feeling. It was—disorderly. No real sense of control for what they wanted versus what those that lived here put forward. 

Why give it any attention when they could just as easily shove it behind a curtain and pretend it's not there? It felt so very... Emerald City for some reason. Keeping the image of perfection put forward while no one was allowed to be aware of just what was going on behind the scenes. 

“How very ‘Don’t pay attention to the man behind the curtain’ of them.”  Just a bit of an idle observation note for himself—though he eventually gave the boy a short nod of confirmation. No sense in wasting this kind of an opportunity to try and piece together the secrets. “Well then, as one of the Nameless I’d be quite honored to have the residential point of view tour from a rather resourceful young man such as yourself.” 

Maybe the almost borderline old-man brand of flattering was a bit much, but if Dreamflux really was disliked? Welt could imagine that it chipped away at citizen pride just a little. Now why could that be... 

“Since you are the resident of this area, I’ll let you decide where to take me first.” A beat. “If--there’s also some historical facts that you happen to know about Dreamflux Reef, I’d also be interested in hearing them.”