To Expect The Nameless To Be Only Have A Singular Weapon On Hand. After All, With A Job As EXCITING

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎 to expect the Nameless to be only have a singular weapon on hand. After all, with a job as EXCITING and just a tiny bit DANGEROUS as trailblazing, the Nameless should ALWAYS be prepared. He wasn't certain what to expectㅤ—ㅤbut it certainly wasn't a GIANT FLAMING LANCE. Those lavender orbs of his were marveling at the historical weapon; both impressed by its might and wondering how the rest of the train hadn't caught fire the moment it had been drawn.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWOAHㅤ—ㅤyeah, that is pretty cool ! I don't think I've ever seen anything like a flaming lance on Penacony !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe child was smiling already; still clearly excited about all of the grand adventures that awaited the Namelessㅤ—ㅤbut he couldn't help but BEAM with delight at the newfound title. ' GALATIC BASEBALLER JUNIOR 'ㅤ—ㅤit had a really nice ring to it; perfect for any newfound Trailblazer !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI'll do my best as the Galactic Baseballer Junior, Mister Akio ! I'll make you AND the rest of the Nameless proud !ㅤ❜

His hands on his hips, Akio nodded proudly, like an older brother who just taught his younger sibling how to stand up for himself. And in a way, it was, and Akio liked to see it that way.

"Fear not, the Galactic Baseballer - that is me - has more than one trick up his sleeve!" Two weapons on hand was always better than one. He reaches out an arm, and a bright orange lance appears in his hand. Underestimating the weight- or overestimating his own strength for just a moment, the lance nearly tips him over, and as the weapon hits the floor of the train carriage, it makes a considerable THUNK sound. Luckily, the surface only barely scratches.

"This here, is the War-Flaming Lance of former Supreme Guardian Alisa Rand! Pretty cool, right?" He was pretty proud of wielding such a weapon, even if his go-to was the baseball bat. The lance emanates heat akin to a lit furnace, so Akio decides to put it away shortly after.

"So, until we get you something, you can use that, no problem! Maybe we can find another super-powered baseball bat you can whack monsters with! You can be... the Galactic Baseballer Junior."

His first time seeing snow

꒰ྀི ✧ — @diverse-hearts-ocs asked: i guess i just want it to make some kind of sense. - Garth / Mikhail

↳ -: ˚ʚ ( random sentence prompts ━ from various tv shows, part 6. ) ɞ˚ :-

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤWhat do you MEAN ? With the Crimson vampires ? With the Comté ? With how stupid my BROTHER is sometimes ?ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 to mention. But it didn't matter. Nothing he said WOULD have made sense, wouldn't it ? That was really just how the world around them tended to be. The world never made any sense; it just liked hurting the two of them. Or maybe he was just LOOKING TOO HARD into what the man had written down.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI doubt I could explain any of it really. But I can TRY, I suppose !ㅤ❜

He's so nice т....т

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒘. Was that progress ? Was that a good thing or a bad thing ? Nobody really ASKED him about those experiences or how he felt aside from Father. Aside from Father, only BROTHER knew about that pain. He wasn't really certain if he SHOULD answer the questionsㅤ—ㅤbut he didn't think he had a CHOICE in the matter either.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤW - Well, after my MOTHER died, I was taken to this weird place. It was all white and full of creepy people and they were supposed to be nice to meㅤ—ㅤbut they wound up hurting me a lot ! It was where I met BROTHERㅤ—ㅤand he said when I came, they had already hurt a lot of kids and that we were the only ones left . . .ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤJust telling that story already had him visibly shaking even MORE. Surely, this place was exactly the SAME ! Even the rooms were pretty SIMILAR ! As far as he knew, it was only a matter of TIME before he was hurt again.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤSo can I LEAVE now ? ! I can take care of myself !ㅤ❜

@indeliblepromise

 Kunikida froze in concern and confusion when he heard what the boy said. “What?”

Children usually did not react this badly when they hear hospital or orphanage unless they had a negative experience. He could understand why the boy could react negatively to the word, orphanage. Even though orphanages are supposed to be a place that cares for children, some orphanages abused their orphans. Atsushi was a good example of that.

But a hospital… Was he scared of needles? But still… a fear of needles should not have this strong of a reaction. He couldn’t help but think back to Yumeno. Yumeno also did not like doctors due to their experiences. Just the thought of an orphanage or doctors abusing a child infuriated him. Children were meant to be protected and mentored, not abused.

“Calm down. I promise you that nobody is going to hurt you.”

If there were adults who mistreated the boy’s trust, gaining his trust would be hard.

“Can you please explain what you mean by earlier? What did the hospital and doctors do to hurt you before?”

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 of the Astral Expressㅤ—ㅤit was clear that the hotel bellboy part of him wasn't exactly leaving anytime soon. That truth had been made more than obvious by the very image of the child scurrying about the main train car and cleaning every surface that could POSSIBLY be cleaned. Sure, his efforts weren't making THAT much of a difference with the conductor having done the job alreadyㅤ—ㅤbut he was sure he was picking up a few dust bunnies and ACTUAL bunny ( . . . ? ) fur !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤSo focused the child had been on his self - appointed duties that he practically jumps when the OTHER new member of the Astral Express speaks out to him. The boy turns; periwinkle eyes blinking for just a few moments before he SMILES and shakes his head. Technically, there was no hierarchy or fancy titles like ' Family Head ' or ' Watchmaker ' separating them anymoreㅤ—ㅤand it wasn't for that reason that he refused. It was just the CUSTOMER SERVICE that was apparently stuck in him.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤIt's OKAY, Mister Sunday ! I couldn't POSSIBLY make you do all this work !ㅤ❜

@indeliblepromise ♡'d for a starter !

flaxen hues watch as the young boy tidies up around the parlor car, wiping down the tables and sweeping even though the conductor just did that not even two hours ago. its almost a little bizarre, the two of them now being members aboard the astral express, when before their interactions were few and far between. the halovian wonders if he should speak the boy, but his own shy nature made him struggle with it still. then again, it also wouldn't do to stay strangers when they'd be traveling together for the foreseeable future. so he gets up from his seat and walks over to misha, offering a small, but unsure, smile.

❝ um... would you like some help, misha ? if you plan on cleaning the rest of the train, it'd be an awful lot of work for just you. ❞