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‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤMisha tags !

꒰ྀི ✧ — @diverse-hearts asked: Caelus is just gonna run up and dump a load of candy ontop of Misha's head as he tries not to cry

↳ -: ˚ʚ ( Unprompted. ) ɞ˚ :-

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍ㅤ—ㅤ𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ! He really, truly wanted to be happy about the candy that had all fallen onto the floor along with his hat. There were even those EXPLODING CLOUD CANDIES he had mentioned to the Trailblazer when he was telling stories about the Reverie. But the well - being of the guestㅤ—ㅤno, his FRIEND was far more important !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe's dealt with his fair share of strange incidents with all of the guests that came and went through the Sweet Dream but this he was almost UNCERTAIN how to deal with. How do you comfort a guest when you may or may not have DIED a little.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤM – Mister Caelus ! Are you OKAY ? Can I get you anything ?ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤUmmmㅤ—ㅤI'm SORRY I disappeared ?ㅤ❜

꒰১ ✦ : ˚ʚ 【 @reversescale 】 ɞ˚ : ✦ ໒꒱

╰ ꒰১ cont. from 「 X 」

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 to be tidying up that grand airship; especially not the bellboy who spent much of his existence cleaning up after the guests in The Reverie. Old habits died hard, he supposed and he found himself with his TRUSTY mop back in hand, pushing its blue head across the floors.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤOnly when the other Nameless does he pause; quickly obliging with the request as he carefully passes the cleaning solutions and a bucket to the other. The entire time, there was a SMILE on his face.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤHere you go, Dan Heng ! I'll get started on the other side RIGHT AWAY !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤAs the boy moves to the side that he was directed to, he turns back to the other. Though he was still smiling, there was the slightest twinge of CONCERN.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤAre you sure you don't want ME to do all of it, Dan Heng ? You should be relaxing after what you and your friends did for Penacony !ㅤ❜

꒰১ ✦* : ˚ʚ 【 @diverse-hearts / STARTER CALL ( Sparkle ). 】 ɞ˚ : ꙳✦ ໒꒱

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑽𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔; a suspicious button decorated in ornate sakura nestled within the white cloth. He had already heard about these strange devices from Gallagher and his friends at the Bloodhoundsㅤ—ㅤbut he didn't think this woman would have the gall to hand HIM one.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤU - Umㅤ—ㅤI DON'T think I can press this, Miss.ㅤ❜

꒰১ ✦* : ˚ʚ 【 @eternalstarlights / STARTER CALL ( Sasha ). 】 ɞ˚ : ꙳✦ ໒꒱

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒕 that the Astral Express had stopped by ? As hard as he tried to think, he couldn't come up with anything. He must have fallen asleep during the MEETING about their destination. This didn't look like any of the places his Grandpa ( or rather, he ) wrote about in his journals either.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe WOULD have asked his fellow trailblazersㅤ—ㅤbut somehow he had gotten SEPARATED from them. His friends would NEVER take off without himㅤ—ㅤbut he certainly would have liked to reunite with them at some point.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤSpotting a woman in the distance, he cautiously APPROACHES her.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤH - Hello Miss ! Do you happen to know what PLANET this is ?ㅤ❜

꒰১ ✦* : ˚ʚ 【 @diverse-hearts / STARTER CALL ( Caelus ). 】 ɞ˚ : ꙳✦ ໒꒱

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤM - Mister Caelus, you still look a bit SHAKEN UP.ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 holds out one of his EXPLODING CLOUD CANDIES; given to him by the other Trailblazer earlier. It was more than obvious that the man had been through a lot during what was supposed to be a RELAXING STAY in Penaconyㅤ—ㅤsome of that turmoil may or may not been caused by HIM.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHonestly, he didn't even expect to be STILL AROUND either.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤDo you want to TALK about it ? Maybe we could take a walk through the city too !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 ✦* : ˚ʚ 【 @diverse-hearts / STARTER CALL ( March 7th ). 】 ɞ˚ : ꙳✦ ໒꒱

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤSHOPPING ?ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑 ? She must have beenㅤ—ㅤand it made him realize that HE'S never been on a shopping trip before. All of his time had been spent at The Reverieㅤ—ㅤand he spent most of his off days cooped up in his home back at Dreamflux Reef fixing clocks and watches.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI've NEVER been shopping before ! Well, unless you count guiding people through the Moment of Dusk !ㅤ❜

꒰১ ✦ : ˚ʚ 【 @gildedsplendors 】 ɞ˚ : ✦ ໒꒱

╰ ꒰১ cont. from 「 X 」

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 surprised by the man's words. To once sit so proudly upon the top of the Oak Family to be reduced to a mere captive bound to a chair by chainsㅤ—ㅤwas this how Brother Hanu, or rather, MISTER HANUNUE and the rest of the prisoners felt under the brutal reign of the IPC ?

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe shouldn't have been here either; not when the man was now named an ENEMY of Penacony. Yet here he was; at the favor of a certain idol who figured out his true identity and who believed that her BROTHER'S intentions had been for good and not evil. Even if his views of good were twisted and not aligned with Xipe's will at all, he still genuinely believed what he was doing was best for the people of Penacony.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWould Grandpa, would the Watchmaker, would HE have forgiven himself ? He'dㅤ—ㅤlike to think so.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤYeahㅤ—ㅤI'd be SCARED too if I were in your position.ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤIf it makes you FEEL BETTERㅤ—ㅤI don't think THE FAMILY should have been so hard on you. You tried your best. Maybe THAT'S why Grandpa didn't like The Family so much.ㅤ❜

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒗𝒆 was about what he had expected. He would certainly describe Mister Akio, his Grandpa, and the rest of the Nameless as thatㅤ—ㅤSELFLESS and BRAVE people who devoted their entire lives to aiding people in need across the various star systems. Aspiring to be just like the rest of the Nameless wasn't enough, he'd have to do his VERY BEST to honor the heroes that fought with the spirt of the Trailblaze.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤOKAY ! That helps a lot, Mister Akio ! Thank you ! I'll work REALLY HARD to be a true hero like you and the rest of the Nameless !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThere was a momentary pause before the child's bright expression turns into a look of SLIGHT worry.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWhat about the TWELVE DEADLY TRIALS though ? And do you think my MOP is a cool enough weapon or should I get something else ?ㅤ❜

starters from hercules! / accepting

@indeliblepromise:

" how do you become a true hero ? " ( from Misha to Akio )

Akio's eyes widen, and so does his smile. This is it, this is his chance to be a great role model! He proudly puffs out his chest.

"A true hero is someone who can pass 12 deadly trials-- or so I've heard. But if you ask me, a true hero is... someone selfless and brave. And brave doesn't mean someone who's not afraid, brave means pushing through even if you ARE afraid." That should do it. A beautiful, inspiring speech to be proud of.

"Oh, and having a cool weapon always helps."

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑶𝒉, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰𝑷𝑪 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 ! It was hard to forget the other with his extravagant attire and of course, the whole incident with the rooms. The newfound Nameless didn't expect the man to speak to him again howeverㅤ—ㅤand the words he spoke only left the child even MORE confused.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤHuh ? What are you talking about, Mister Aventurine ? That was Mister Caelus ! He's pretty smartㅤ—ㅤso I don't think he's a FOOL !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤClearly, he HADN'T caught sight of ' Mister Caelus ' turning back into a petite girl that CLEARLY wasn't ' Mister Caelus '.

@indeliblepromise asked for a Starter (Misha)

"...friend - I really do believe that you should be a little more careful with those you place such trust in". They stood on the bridge of the Astral Express' shiny new airship, Aventurine having been testing out the new arcade games that Caelus had installed, but having spotted Mischa out the corner of his eye, and for some reason, he just had to speak up - especially once he noticed Sparkle being one of the people to walk away from the child. "That one especially...never trust in the words of a Fool"

꒰ྀི ✧ — @reversescale asked: Misha had been working harder than just about any of them. So, for lunch, Dan Heng decided to whip up some authentic, Xianzhou-style beef meat buns just for him.

↳ -: ˚ʚ ( Unprompted. ) ɞ˚ :-

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔, 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓 and all of the other surrounding cars for the fifth time that week. It was hard work, sureㅤ—ㅤbut he CLEARLY didn't mind it at all. No one was forcing him to take care of the chores eitherㅤ—ㅤhe had taken the ENTIRE task unto himself. If anything broke in the Express too, he would do his best to fix it just like his GRANDFATHER did.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤIt was only when he was presented with a dish of FLUFFY MEAT BUNS did he realize that he once again forgot about lunch. But oh, did those meat buns look delicious ! Bright violet eyes look up at the man; clearly pleased with the gift.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤOh wow ! Thanks, Mister Dan Heng ! These look amazing ! I've NEVER had these before !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤAfter placing his cleaning supplies safely to the side so no one has any accidents, he sets the dish onto a nearby table. He sits down; hoping the other would join him for lunch as he takes a bite out of one of the meat buns. It was EASY to tell by the look on his face that he deeply enjoyed it.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤThese taste GREAT ! They're even better than the Floatdisc burgers back in Penacony ! Did you make these ?ㅤ❜

꒰১ ✦* : ˚ʚ 【 @oneireth / STARTER CALL ( Caelus ). 】 ɞ˚ : ꙳✦ ໒꒱

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝑬𝒙𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔' next warp jump; and in turn, his FIRST Trailblaze Expedition. This was what his entire life and all of his dreams lead up toㅤ—ㅤthe GRAND adventures beyond the Planet of Festivities. There was no denying that of all the people on the Express, the former bellboy was the MOST excited of all. The usually quiet and timid child was practically bouncing off the seats the past few days !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤAlthough, there was one thought that lingered in the back of his mind as well. That incident back at the Reverie Hotel where he was being chased by a shadow, the terrifying ( but still fascinating ) stories other travelers told and his Grandpa archived in his journals, and of course, some of the more malicious memes at Penaconyㅤ—ㅤhe really needed to learn how to PROTECT himself better. He didn't want to be a burden on the other Trailblazers after allㅤ—ㅤand he wanted to be as strong as his Grandpa too !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWith that in mind, he approaches the man with a QUESTION.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤC - can youㅤ—ㅤplease teach me how to use a BASEBALL BAT better ? I know Trailblazing can be a bit dangerousㅤ—ㅤand I don't want to cause you guys any UNNECESSARY TROUBLE after you let me on the Express !ㅤ❜

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑨 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒅. Penacony had been saved; the Watchmaker's legacy protected from the many threats that had been thrown at in such a short period of time. From the former head of the Oak Family nearly throwing all of Penacony into the Order's dream to the Masked Fools planting nine hundred and ninety nine bombs onto the Nameless' new airship, Penacony had survived it all. Yet tragically, it came with the cost of an INNOCENT GIRL'S life.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWas there anything that could have been done to avoid such a sorrow - filled ending ? Everybody in the Express was probably asking that questionㅤ—ㅤbut of all of them, Mister Caelus was probably stewing over his REGRETS the most.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤPeriwinkle hues would turn away from the phonograph; settling on the other Nameless as the questioned was asked. What the man would get was a SMILE in response.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤOh, it's EVERYTHING I've ever dreamed of ! I've always wanted to travel on the Astral Express like Grandpa ! I can't thank you all enough for letting me on board !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤTurning back to the makeshift memorial, the child thinks long and hard about what else they could all add to help Mister Caelus recoverㅤ—ㅤand Miss Firefly to REST a bit easier.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWhat if we left FLOWERS for Miss Firefly like we did for Grandpa, Mister Tiernan, and Miss Razalina ? I think she would LIKE that !ㅤ❜

indeliblepromise asked:

❝ Is it too soon to do this yet ? ❞ ( from Misha, also hello ! )

Was   it   too   soon   to   do   this.

It   would   likely   be   to   soon   for   anyone   for   too   long.   "It   might   be,   but   Caelus   was   very   close   to   Firefly."   he   said   to   the   young   man.   "The   least   we   can   do   is   leave   a   memorial   for   her."   he   glanced   to   the   young   man   and   offered   a   small   smile.   "Its   really   for   him,   you   understand--it   is   a   step   in   the   grieving   process."   he   was   quiet   as   he   added   a   couple   new   records   to   the   Express's   music   system.

"Though   I   do   appreciate   your   concerns   and   interest."   he   said   as   he   turned   to   Misha.   "How   are   you   finding   the   Express,   are   you   enjoying   your   stay   ?"   he   inquired   with   a   quirk   of   his   lips.

"It   is   a   lot   when   you   first   get   on,   but   it   quickly   becomes---   home." 

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑶𝒉ㅤ—ㅤ𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒕 that Miss Robin figured out the truth. He thought that only the Trailblazers that recently came to visit Penacony knew what the Watchmaker's Legacy really was. Usually, he tried to keep he and Grandpa's secret under wraps for a variety of reasons. For one thing, it would have been REALLY difficult to explain that in a way, he WAS ( sort of ) his Grandpa; or at least the last remaining fragment of his existence. Sometimes, even HE had trouble grappling with the memories he grew up with and the memories of Grandpa's adventures. Not to mention, it would have caused more problems for Penacony and the Trailblazers.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤButㅤ—ㅤit seems as if the Head of the Oak Family had came to realize Penacony's greatest secret. Surely, nothing BAD could come of this, right ?

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤYes ! My name is MIKHAIL ! I'm sure you know most people at the Reverie and amongst the Astral Express call me Misha though ! I've heard a lot about you from the staff at the Reverie and the Dreamchasers as well !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤMiss Robin is always a WONDERFUL person ! I'm a big fan of her ! May I ask what she said ? ㅤ❜

@indeliblepromise asked for a Starter (Misha)

He cannot help but to study the young man before him. No matter how many times his sister has tried to explain to him just who this child happened to be, it was rather difficult to accept that this was the prized Watchmaker's Legacy. After all the stories and legends surrounding such a thing...how could it simply turn out to be just a child? One that seemed rather clueless on how best to help Penacoly at that. "...my sister has said a lot about you...It's a pleasure to finally get to meet face to face like this...Mikhail I believe your name is?"

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒃𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 ? Wellㅤ—ㅤmaybe that shouldn't have been surprising. Grandpaㅤ—ㅤor rather, Mikhail had poured very heart and soul into the bustling utopia that was Penacony. Surely, there would have been more than just the little dream bubble that he had been BORN from.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤEven if the memories weren't quite so flattering, he still can't help but smile. Though he was still growing used to all these brand new revelations, it was nice to hear about his Grandpa and the LIVES he had touched.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤYes, I suppose he could have been ! But to his credit, riding a snowmobile into the Taikiyan stadium DOES sound fun if it didn't disrupt anyone ! And maybe ONE Nosewalker cub would make a nice pet ! I can tell you though that even if he DID cause quite a bit of trouble for Pom-pom, he still really cared about them alongside Mister Tiernan and Miss Razalina ! They were all FAMILY to him.ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe other trailblazer's words give him pause. Truth be told, he was still getting used to the idea that he was a mere fragment of his Grandpa's life. He had spent so long believing he was an absolutely normal bellboy born in Dreamflux Reef; not the legacy of one of the most accomplished Trailblazers Akavili ever got to have as a dedicated follower. Maybe SHOCK was the best word for it. He was even surprised he was able to give such a formal and well - spoken explanation to the new generation of Trailblazers when the truth had finally been revealed. Maybe that was his Grandpa's last will guiding him to help the Trailblazers save Penacony.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤTo tell you the truth, it is a little jarring going from believing you're just an ordinary kid and your Grandpa was just an ordinary seafarer to realizing you're the last remaining legacy of a legendary trailblazer. Whether or not I am my own person or I'm simply some sort of weird not - ghost of his past though, I know it's something to be PROUD of rather than ashamed of. And I'll do my best to live up to his name while I'm with you allㅤ—ㅤWITHOUT the snowmobiles and Nosewalker cubs.ㅤ❜

In a way, he felt as though he could relate to Misha. Both were the reincarnation of someone who had come before. Wistfully, he wished his own past incarnation was someone to be proud of instead of a malevolent and terrible tyrant, but what could be done about that? What mattered the most was what he did in this lifetime, and it was no different with Misha. Penacony was a place dear for the Nameless and this was where the present lay.

Meditative and thoughtful with each sweep of the mop, Dan Heng listened to the boy's story intently. He knew better than to think a simple fairytale of heroism told the entire story. Perhaps it was one he'd learn for himself someday.

It made him wonder: would the day come when a new generation of Nameless told his story? Would he be reborn the Express, and would a new incarnation hear about his past and feel proud for what had come before? Maybe... part of him genuinely hoped so.

"It's funny, but I remember being shown a Dream Bubble that Stelle bought from Dr. Edward. It showed a memory that wasn't fully rendered, but apparently, Mikhail was quite the troublemaker. He tended to fluster the Conductor quite a lot with his antics, but he was more or less made to fulfill a kind of community service as recompense. Probably not the most glamorous story there is."

Mikhail reminded him of his friends. The boisterousness, the laughter, the memories they made... and how they had remained together for so long. And now, he wanted that story to continue, too. But, a question lingered in his mind, one that few besides Misha might understand.

"You were... created by him. An offshoot of him. Maybe you think you're one and the same, but really--you're not. You've branched off and become your own person, unless... you disagree." Dan Heng didn't know if he'd meet someone like Misha again; someone so similar to himself. Hee had to know and see for sure if it was possible to live beyond the person who came before, or... if it was all just folly, in the end.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒔. With utmost care to not damage any of their surroundings; he gingerly bounces the weapon in his palms. The bat certainly possessed MORE WEIGHT than his usual mop. All of his mop's weight was at the very topㅤ—ㅤand if it weren't for his ice powers, the thing would have been significantly LESS useful.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI think the baseball bat feels GOOD ! It might take a bit of getting used toㅤ—ㅤbut it definitely feels a lot stronger than my mop !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤStill, as he holds onto the Trailblazer's precious baseball bat, there was one thing that he was CLEARLY concerned about. Even if Mister Akio was a GROWN ADULT that was more than capable of protecting himself, this was still HIS bat.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWhat are you going to use until you FIND something else, Mister Akio ?ㅤ❜

Misha's determination and excitement was enough to put a smile on anyone's face, and Akio was no different. It's heartwarming to have such a young soul filled with joy and so eager for adventure. He makes a terrific trailblazer alright!

"Oh, the trials thing... I've just seen it in a movie once. And as for a weapon... I think you could use something sturdier." In a moment, his signature baseball bat appears in his hand, which he then hands to Misha.

"Try this for now. At least this won't break as easily." At least, he thinks so. He never tried to test the limit of this random bat he picked up from the space station. "We can also be on the lookout for something else you can use."

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒘𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅𝒍𝒚; eager to learn just like any other student. If he started NOW, then surely he would be well - prepared for his very first Trailblazing expedition ! He would definitely make his Grandpa and the Astral Express PROUD !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤYes ! If you have time, I'd LOVE to, Mister Caelus ! ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe moves away for a brief moment; grabbing his trusty mop that had been leaning against the train's steel walls just nearby. The cleaning tool had been used to clean many floors back at the Reverie and more recently, the ASTRAL EXPRESS' floors. But there had also been incidents in which the mop had bore witness to rouge members of the Dreamjolt Troupe when Gallagher wasn't around. The mop had DEFINITELY seen better days.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWe can use my mop for now if you don't have an extra bat just yet ! It probably doesn't have the same weight as a batㅤ—ㅤ but it MIGHT work !ㅤ❜

having a new member on board the express was certainly exciting, and caelus could see why march was so excited when he joined too. there were many surprises on penacony, and it seemed like they weren't quite over either. still, he found himself with a bright smile dancing on his lips as misha hurried to and fro across the express, eager for his first mission. caelus had to admit, it was quite refreshing to see the boy actually act like a child, compared to his somewhat subdued nature on the planet on the festivities. so when misha came to him, aureate eyes studied the younger as he spoke.

❝ you want to... learn how to use a baseball bat ? ❞ he echoes unhelpfully, expression morphing into one of surprise at the request. he supposed it wasn't entirely uncalled for either though, considering it would be a good idea for misha to defend himself with more than a wooden mop. and this gave caelus the opportunity to be a cool, smart, and talented mentor.... so he finds himself agreeing easily, a grin tugging at his lips.

❝ mmm, sure ! it'd probably be easier for you to swing that around more than it would a spear or anything else. did you wanna start now ? ❞

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒆; it was rather surreal living with the belief and even the memories of being an ordinary bellboy with an ordinary seafarer Grandpa who just HAPPENED to have ties to the Astral Express as well as the memories of an EXTRAORDINARY Trailblazer who gave up everything for the planet he loved. At the same time, it was SAD. Even if those happy and sorrowful times still remained within him, it wasn't entirely the same of getting to SPEAK to Grandpa, Miss Razalina, and Mister Tiernan and go on adventures with them.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤYeahㅤ—ㅤit's weird knowing Grandpa was just a long - departed memory all this time. I didn't even remember Miss Razalina and Mister Tiernan until I remembered everything else. It would have been really nice if they could have COME ALONG with us.ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤBut thank you, Dan Heng ! I really appreciate those words ! I'll do my best as Misha, the newest member of the Astral Express ! I can't wait to explore the galaxy with you guys !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe child smiles bright as he speaks those wordsㅤ—ㅤthough there is a slight twinge of CONCERN when the other slows down. Rightㅤ—ㅤthis ship WAS self - cleaning. Miss Robin had granted ownership of the vessel to the Nameless thoughㅤ—ㅤand it felt wrong to leave the property of the Nameless in a condition less than perfect.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤAre you SURE ? If you're tired, I can take over ! I'm sure I can get it done in less than a system day ! We can tell stories at the SAME TIME too ! ㅤ❜

Admittedly, Dan Heng felt the inspiration to personally clean the Radiant Feldspar wane a little. His mopping slowed as he listened to Misha's story, especially of the past Trailblazers. He still remembered happening on that Light Cone of the three of them with Pom-Pom, unable to help but feel a resonance with their predecessors. He imagined what it would've been like in those days, when Penacony hadn't become the Planet of Festivities and was still an IPc prison colony. Tendrils of mist drifted across the foredeck, the evening chill of the high altitude nowhere near as biting as it would've been in the waking world.

"I wonder what it would've been like, getting to know them. What it would be like, to build a whole new world." A rare, dreamy look entered gunmetal greens at the notion. He wondered if it would be possible with the Vidyadhara's home world of Sihai, a planet that had been abandoned for thousands of years when it had become impossible to inhabit after the hubris of his ancestors. A water world like the one Mikhail had originally hailed from.

But, that had little to do with the fact that Dan Heng had found a friend in a similar Nameless who had familiar origins. "You might have begun in him, but you're not just an extension of him. You're your own person," Dan Heng told the boy, but he doubted he needed reminding too much. "I think you'll like where we'll go. You might need some time getting used to reality... but I've been there before. Each of us was the newest member, at one time."

"We've been to a lot of places. Places even Mikhail might have gone to. I think you'd like them." Dan Heng glanced across the deck and how much more they had to go, chuffing in embarrassment when he realized. "We don't even have to clean. Everything gets reset in system day, and a new one is coming soon. It might not be a bad time for stories, though."

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰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."