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╰ ꒰১ cont. from 「 X 」

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑯𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅; knowledge that was required for his job as a bellboy. Well, maybe bellboy responsibilities typically didn't involve tour guiding butㅤ—ㅤbut it did give him a keen familiarity with the place. That was how he had managed to find this place and the girl that had sought REFUGE there.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤY - yeah ! I'm a bellboy for the Reverie Hotel ! I give out tour guides sometimes tooㅤ—ㅤso I know this place REALLY WELL !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ' MASTER 'ㅤ—ㅤwasn't that a little strange ? He tried to be as polite as he could beㅤ—ㅤbut even then, he usually called his superiors titles like ' Sir ' or ' Madam '. Something like ' MASTER ' had anㅤ—ㅤodd, almost unsettling ring to it.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤDo you need HELP finding your Master ?ㅤ❜

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰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. ❞

His first time seeing snow

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒔 of the surrounding snowscape as the other would assist the fallen soldier. It seemed as if everything was COVERED and whatever other soldiers were injured were being assisted by their partners and the medics.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤAqua orbs turn back to her companion; making certain that she was okay carrying the fallen Silvermane guard. The other seemed to be okay. Still, combat and war were NEVER easy and though she didn't often find herself on the battlefield like this, she knew that harsh truth all too well.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤThe camp isn't that far from here. I chose the closest and safest area I could without increasing the risk of any surprise attacks from the Fragmentum. Butㅤ—ㅤif you get tired, we can TAKE TURNS. I just can't guarantee I'll be any faster than you.ㅤ❜

The tangible difference between the way they were raised would be appreciated if she knew it. A bright young girl like her deserved something easier- kinder. Even if there was still tragedy, at least she wasn't riddle with it. At least she had here and now, with the people who she cared for and cared about her in turn.

"'m always careful, sweetheart. Ain't no reason t' worry about me, I promise."

If worse came to worse, at least she could handle herself just as well as any soldier. Not that she wanted for it to be that way, but all the same. Even if they had once been separated by Underworld and overworld- Eros wanted the best for the people of Belobog. Regardless of where they may live.

So she'd follow behind the younger diligently. Amethyst eyes scanning their surroundings as they went. Ready shoulder there be any issues at all. And she's grateful, at least, to see there's only the one man- what they hope is one.

Following in step behind Pela, she would sling the other man's arm over her shoulders. Despite her own short stature, she housed a strength many didn't typically see. She did so love to play damsel any other time- but now wasn't one of them.

"'m right here with ya, Pela. Let's get our friend here somewhere safer."

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒛𝒛𝒍𝒆 of the rain quickly strengthened to an outright downpour just like that night, the boy hardly seemed to notice. Those blue moon hues could only stare at their kin, the SHOCK clearly visible on his face.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWhat the hell was he SAYING ? Those very books; the relics that both blessed and cursed to their very fatesㅤ—ㅤhis brother really wanted BOTH of them ? !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWhat would he even be WITHOUT that book ? Nothing more than some poor, defenseless orphan that could easily be snatched up and subjected to pain and suffering yet again. And with nothing to give back; not even the promise of STAYING with him and helping their family return to those happy days, what giving up the Book of Vanitas even WORTH IT ?

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe answer was OBVIOUS.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤHow can you be so SELFISH ? ! You don't care about me or Father at all ! All you care about is your own stupid little self - righteous quest of erasing Father's existence and that STUPID VAMPIRE ! HOW COULD YOU ? ! ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI'm NEVER going to give you the Book ! You're going to have to KILL ME if you want it so bad !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe had been defending himself the entire time too; after all, it was Brother that had started shooting FIRST. He had merely been holding Etoilé back the entire time. But now . . .

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤEtoilé, GET HIM !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤOn command, the metallic dog JUMPS; its sharpened steel maw ready to clamp down on ANYTHING fleshy and filled with blood.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ Vanitas, instead, had still only defended himself; but it seemed from the answer, Mikhail was throwing away the chance he had given him to avoid a sincerely unwanted ending. There was THE deep sadness in the depths of the brunet's eyes, and the blue moon would not leave him alone, indeed, it would not leave either of its two descendants alone, participating in the weeping in the sky. Streams of water began to tease the doctor, but there were more and more of them, and they came down ever stronger. In a moment, the rain went crazy, making a great roar as it slammed into its targets. Vanitas, who had never put the gun down, didn't seem to notice, even though, by dint of the blows, everything was sticking to him, his locks shining like dew-soaked leaves, his clothes, with his cloak still dropping from his right shoulder and his shirt fused with his candid skin.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ The dead do not resurrect, the comte de Saint Germain was only manipulating you. You are confusing reality. In any case, I cannot allow any more talk of it, nor, above all, can I allow anyone to stand in my way ·̲

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❞ Hand over the BOOK OF VANITAS to me ·̲

⠀ ⠀

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑰𝒕 𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆; one that the child usually WOULD have taken on despite his own timidness. Butㅤ—ㅤit's not really fun anymore when the other was expecting it. The duo would have to wait for a more OPPORTUNE timeㅤ—ㅤpreferably when the other forgot about this encounter and was no longer aware.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWe would give it another shotㅤ—ㅤbut it doesn't really WORK as well if you know it's coming ! A good scare is one you're NOT expecting !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤDoes this Morty scare you ALL the time ?ㅤ❜

Will gave the child a smile. "Don't feel too bad about it; I would have detected your pokemon's presence sooner or later anyway. I just happened to have experience with Morty's."

And speaking of said pokemon...

Will winced at the unholy screech, covering his ears while giving a blank, unimpressed stare at the gengar. "You'll have to do better than that to get me," he said, fully aware of the challenge he just threw down.