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‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰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 𝒈𝒆𝒆𝒛ㅤ—ㅤ𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑. At least the man seemed to be more angry at his supposed COWORKER than him. Deep down, he was hoping that things would stay that way.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤUpon his question, the bellboy remains quiet for a brief moment as he gave it some thought. Come to think of it, there WAS a woman lingering around the Reverie's lobby that fit that description.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI believe that woman was waiting around in the Reverie's lobby ! I'm not certain if she's still here thoughㅤ—ㅤthe staff DIDN'T seem to want to let her in !ㅤ❜
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI can't really give out other people's room numbers without their consentㅤ—ㅤbut I can ACCOMPANY you to the front desk so you can ask if you'd like !ㅤ❜
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThat was assuming the woman HAD a room reservedㅤ—ㅤwhich there was a very real chance she did not.
starters from hercules! / accepting
@indeliblepromise: " you sure this is the right place ? " ( Misha to Elijah ! )
He looks around, checks the room number and punches the door a couple times, hurting his hand in the process, then sucking in air through his teeth, as he'd hate to get smacked again for teaching a child to swear.
"If she gave me the wrong number on purpose, I swear to all Aeons in existence..." Eli takes a deep breath.
"That's fine, that's fine, I'm not mad at all... have you seen a lady wearing black and red, has white hair, and has some sorta pig creature with her? She's uh... a coworker of mine."
꒰ྀི ✧ — @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˗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˗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˗ˏˋㅤ𝑶𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔. It looked like this guest had managed to CALM DOWN unlike the last one. He seemed like a really nice fellow tooㅤ—ㅤwhich made it even MORE important that he didn't get into any trouble at the Reverie; especially because of him !
ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤStill, the attempts at reassurance weren't quite done yet. At his words of concern, the tiny little bellboy gives him a nonchalant shrug before he SMILES.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤS - sometimes ! But it's really fine, I promise ! Besides, it's my fault that I couldn't provide them with SATISFACTORY service ! ㅤ❜
ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWellㅤ—ㅤmaybe saying like THAT would be worse. Quickly, the child backtracks and tries AGAIN.
ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤThere are NICE guests here too like yourself ! And I get to talk to them all about their travels ! So it's not as if I just get bullied by guests all day ! ㅤ❜
Why was it that almost every person he's met is against some good ol' fashioned violence? When someone can't understand you from words, they need to be taught through handing them a can of whoop-ass!
Getting in trouble was the least of his worries. Though, he probably shouldn't start fights in a hotel, especially in front of a kid.
"Fine, alright. But, if you ever change your mind, just let me know, alright kiddo?" He gave a toothy grin and tipped his hat. He SHOULD give the young'uns a good example, but mistreating staff, insulting them, just wouldn't fly. Not on his watch.
"Ya deal with these kinds of people a lot? Gah, all my brain chips would be fried after day one..."
‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤThat's really BRAVE of you, sir ! Butㅤ—ㅤI don't think my superiors would be happy with me if I was rude to the guests ! I think I'd feel pretty bad too.ㅤ❜
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎, there was NO OTHER CHILD that would be more excited about stories than him. Listening to the guests' stories about travels to FANTASIC PLACES he had never, ever seen before was the best thing about his job as a Bellboy.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤEven better, it just so happened that his schedule break time should have been SOON. In fact, shouldn't it have been NOW ?
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤJust to double check, he would unhook his pocket watch from his side; glancing at the delicate hands and the way they pointed. His break time had arrived JUST IN TIME.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI'd LOVE to hear your adventures, Mister Galaxy Ranger ! I'm on break now so I should have time for a few stories !ㅤ❜
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe smile on his face was DEFINITELY more enthusiastic now compared to his usual ' customer service face '. Clearly, the Galaxy Ranger was already helping.
The audacity! How could it possibly be this little guy's fault? Boothill shakes his head. It's not like he was the model guest all the time either, but at least he didn't treat the staff as his servants.
"Still, that ain't no way to talk to you. Ya should be able to tell 'em off if they're bein' shirtbags to you. I know I would." And that is the exact reason this cowboy will never ever work in customer service. At least not without getting fired on his first day for very loudly telling someone to go fork themselves.
"You got some free time, boy? I could tell you a story or two about my time as a Galaxy Ranger." Kiddos usually love his tales, and he rarely ever got the chance to tell them anymore. "Might get your mind offa' that bastard."
‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰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."
‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑯𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒙𝒚 𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 as he seats himself on the Reverie's velvet seats. When the man began to speak and retell the stories of his grand adventures; it was OBVIOUS that he had the bellboy's full attention. His violet hues were solely focused on the man as he leaned forwards; eagerly taking in every single little detail.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤNever ever had he heard of these ' BLEEDING BULLS ' before ! None of the other guests had mentioned such a dangerous group of people at all ! Then again, not many people would be willing to throw themselves into harm's way and to stand up for the good of the people. He was definitely LUCKY to be able to hear a tale such as this !
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWhat happened NEXT ? I mean, I suppose you won since you're here to tell the taleㅤ—ㅤbut what happened NEXT ?ㅤ❜
@badrcputation
— "Listen real close then, kiddo." He gives Misha a pat on the head and takes a seat nearby in the lounge. "I got a tale for ya that'll blow yer mind."
"There was this dangerous outlaw gang, by the name of The Bleeding Bulls. Most vicious bandits the planet has ever seen. I was just passin' by a quaint li'l town when they attacked." As he talks, Boothill slaps his hands on his knees. "These forkers never spared a single soul if they tried to stand in their way. Pew pew," he gestures with finger guns, "bullets were flyin', folks were runnin' for their lives, and guess what this old cowboy did?" He points at himself with a thumb, a proud toothy grin sitting on his face.
"I did what any other fearless son of a gun would do, and I challenged their leader to a duel."