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Who: Mithos and you!
Where: Next to Lamufao.
When: RIGHT NOW.
Style: Action tags.
Status: Open!

[ By the time Mithos arrives, he's soaked and looks like a drowned kitten. Coughing up lung-fulls of water, he sputters something about 'Pronyma' and being stupid. When he first arrives, it looks at first like he's someone else entirely, before reverting to this form; his child form. The change happens too quickly for anyone to tell that he was just in the form of Lord Yggdrasill; he just looks like a glowy ball. ]

P-Pronyma, what are you-- [ Cough, cough. By the time he finally gets up, he looks dazed, still disoriented, and still trying to steady his breathing. The Cruxis Crystal may mean he doesn't need food or sleep, but he still needs to breathe. The explosions of stars in his eyes gone, he looks up at the coral, clutching his side, where he had been hit by a Demon Fang earlier after having fought Lloyd's party in his Yggdrasill form only one day earlier; they had fared better than their first time around (despite still losing), and actually landed a few noteworthy hits on him. He still hadn't recovered from that, and another Demon Fang on an already sore spot was quite painful. ]

Wha... where am I?

[ Rodyle's Human Ranch? No, not unless Rodyle embezzled Desian funds to COMPLETELY RENOVATE THE ENTIRE RANCH WITHOUT HIS PERMISSION. This... this was something else entirely. ]

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I'm not an underwater person at all.

[ He notices the reaction - or lack thereof. Then she really was from an entirely different world... maybe things were different here. And Heimdall wasn't anything like here. It was full of people who hated him, and nobody approached him the way she and a few others have. ]

This tea is nice.

[ He takes another sip, and feels a bit warmer already. ]

It has chamomile in it. If it makes you sleepy, we can head back to my place. It is in the middle district here. We can also find you a place of your own if you prefer. Housing is free here, after all.

[No, Zelda has absolutely no qualms about inviting people over to her house. She's become much more accepting of visitors after having Zelos invade her space for so long. Besides, this is just a kid! And it seems like he's a little overwhelmed, or confused, or... something.]

[ Mithos nods, his eyelids indeed drooping a bit. ]

Thank you, Zelda...

[ And a yawn. Why was she being so good to him? When he didn't think he did much to deserve it? He was a half-elf! She should be leaving him here, not... making him tea and bringing him home like a stray puppy! ]

[He obviously IS a stray puppy, at least in her eyes. If she knew his true age and more about how he's behaved, chances are she would be more cautious in offering her home. But for now...]

Of course. We've all been brought here together, so we should be able to depend on each other. We certainly can't depend on the locals.

[Mithos doesn't look quite young enough for her to offer her hand to him as she starts for the door, but she does motion for him to come along and walk slowly.]

[ Cautiously, the angel does follow her, listening to her. Of course he won't try to depend on the locals, they're humans. Whether they hate half-elves or not, he wouldn't dare trust any of them. Humans are all the same, regardless of where they're from. ]

If you say so...

[ She's been far more cordial to him than anyone else so far, and she's a "hylian." That's a start, at least. It's probably a good thing that she doesn't know who he really is, though; Zelos definitely doesn't need to know that, though if he sees him, he'll know immediately. ]

[She glances over her shoulder at him, vaguely amused.]

I do.

[As much as she says it, though, Zelda doesn't trust everyone in Vatheon. Hell, her neighbor is a crazed murderer. She doesn't trust him! Even so, she'd be likely to help him if the city inflicted something on him. No real progress is ever going to be made in this place until people start working together.

As they head towards the Ordo neighborhood, she points out the path that leads to the library as well as the one that leads to the park. Nowhere else is really on the way, so her short tour only includes that much. Judging from her expression when she says "library", she considers it to be one of the more important locations in the city.

It's only a fifteen minute walk at a good pace to get to the Ordo neighborhood. If Mithos isn't too sleepy, it's possible he'll even be able to sense Zelos from the doorstep.]

Here we are! Let me just see who is home.

[Zelos didn't react well to the last person with mana like this, after all. But this one is only a child!]

[They may be able to sense Zelos from the doorstep, but that goes both ways. Instead of a shot of panic as the Chosen expects, a deathly calm settles over him in feeling Mithos's familiar mana. There isn't a point in making himself scarce; the little despot will just find him again if he so chooses...

The difference here, Zelos has to reminds himself, is that Mithos has no real control over him in Vatheon. There's no Chosen system, no Seles to use as a barg-...

Ah.

He does have something to lose, doesn't he. He's made new friends and Lloyd, Colette, and Raine are here as well. A strength at times but here a weakness, a way for Mithos to manipulate him, a way for Zelos to have put people in danger.

Yet the Chosen still remains icily calm as he opens the door, though that ever present smile of his is nowhere to be seen, just a cold steel gaze.]

Mithos. Didn't think I'd ever see you again.

[ Mithos patiently listens to Zelda, and doesn't make too many comments about the tour. He doesn't really care about the library; he could care less about the humans of this world, though if there is indeed information there about his own world, he wouldn't mind knowing about his future, especially if Cruxis disbanded.

Following Zelda to her appartment, he immediately senses Zelos, so when the door opens, he isn't the least bit surprised to see him - nor is he the least bit friendly. ]

Zelos.

[ All the greeting he's getting. He squeezes Zelda's hand as he stares down Tethe'allan Chosen. ]

[Not only is Zelos calling this boy "Mithos", Mithos... apparently knows her housemate, too. The princess looks shocked for a split second before composing herself. She flicks a searching look back at Mithos when he takes her hand (though she doesn't pull away), then turns to Zelos, trying to silently communicate that she had no idea this was his worst enemy. How could she have known?]

I see you two are already acquainted.

[To put it mildly. How she manages to not sound strained while saying that is anyone's guess.]

Oh yeah. Mithos and I go way back. You could say we're old friends.

[If friends plot genocide, that is.

He's incredibly unsettled, his eyes remaining on the shorter blonde. He hates this form more than Yggdrasil, really. Looking like Colette, so unassuming and wide-eyed and innocent. What a joke. All that keeps Zelos calm is the fear that Mithos might tell Zelda exactly how far Zelos had gone. He'd told her he almost messed everything up but Mithos knew the entire extent. He couldn't antagonize him outright or he'd call Zelos out for what he really is: A traitor.

The redhead steps aside, allowing the other two access to the house. Even if he can't stand the thought of Mithos being there, holding Zelda's hand (he can clearly picture himself cutting the offending hand off, for that matter) he has to know when Mithos is from, has to make sure he's not from after they'd finally killed the little bastard.]

[ Oh, Zelda, you have no idea.

Mithos is fully aware that he has no real control over Zelos here. He has nothing left to hold over his head, and unless Lloyd is aware of what Zelos did, that's about it. Even if Mithos is by no means afraid of Zelos, he knows something Mithos doesn't - his future. And something tells him that he shouldn't look forward to what that might be.

Mithos would choose not to answer Zelda's question, and simply follow Zelda inside, if she went in. He didn't want to stray far from her side - naive as it might be, he trusted her far more than the Chosen of Tethe'alla. ]

[And go in she does, because doing anything else at this point draws attention to the (rather obvious) tension in the air. She doesn't want them to start fighting, and if acting oblivious to the fact that they're practically growling and snapping at each other will prevent it, then Zelda is going to act completely oblivious.]

There's a guest room right this way. It isn't much, but it should be fine until you can find a place that suits you.

[There, see Zelos? He's not staying FOREVER... She leads him upstairs and pauses in front of Shizuo's old room. He might have only been there for a few days, but she still thought of it as his. Looking a little wistful, Zelda opens the door.]

[Honestly the only way Zelos wishes Mithos would stay is dead. He reminds the Chosen of pretty much everything terrible he's ever done and while it was mostly his own fault, Mithos is far from guiltless.

For now, he just waits until he can get Zelda alone long enough and far enough away from Mithos' angelically enhanced hearing to berate her for bringing home random strays. Again. She's going to be the death of him, he swears.

Problem being if Mithos figures Zelos actually cares about Zelda, he'll use her as incentive for the red-head to do his bidding; Lloyd and the girls are already known to him so they're another matter, but Zelda he can still snub in Mithos's presence to throw him off. He really has no idea what Mithos would make him do, or why even in this place since there's really nothing to drive the Seraph with his sister elsewhere, but that's simply Zelos's opinion of Mithos. He just assumes he'll be used.]

[ Mithos shoots another glare at Zelos, and nods at Zelda. ]

Thanks. I'll look around tomorrow. I need some time to think.

[ Think. Not sleep. Mithos, like Kratos, doesn't need to sleep, eat, or drink. About the only 'normal' health concerns he has are hygiene and possibly disease. Shutting the door behind him, he goes to the window, and reads that brochure Zelda had given him back at the coral. ]

[His choice of words is definitely noted by the princess - she already knows that Zelos doesn't have to sleep. Not for any physical reasons, at least.]

I will be downstairs, then.

[She smiles and waves as Mithos shuts the door, then turns to Zelos, steeling herself for an argument. It doesn't need to be said that he wants to have a discussion, she knows he does. Zelda heads downstairs as she said she would, prepared for an incredibly uncomfortable discussion.]

Edited 2012-04-21 01:33 (UTC)

[It may seem excessive but Zelos knows the ranges of angelically enhanced hearing, so even when Zelda meets him downstairs, he tugs her to the exact opposite end of the house to avoid having their conversation overheard. His voice is low and soft but it has a hard edge he rarely uses.]

Do you even think before bringing people back here?! You remember I told you who Mithos was, right?

I...

[She glances to the side, flushing slightly.]

I apologize. He didn't say his name, but he's just a child...

[Zelda can't help but keep picturing his lost expression, or the embarrassment and bewilderment he displayed when she was kind to him. Could someone like that be as horrible as Zelos described?]

...regardless, he is here now. Acting hostile will only cause trouble.

He might look it but guess again! That little bastard is over four thousand years old and attempted to enslave and do away with all the Humans on my world so put a bandage on that bleeding heart of yours and maybe do some fact checking before you bring a mass murderer into our home, alright!?

[The words come out in strained hisses, Zelos barely able to keep his voice under the volume at which he knows Mithos can hear. He knows she's right, that open hostility will only provoke the same in return, but that doesn't mean he has to pretend they're suddenly best friends.

Damnit, he has to tell the others about this... and Lloyd doesn't even know the truth about Mithos being Yggdrasil.

Damnit!]

[Do away with all the humans?! He seemed... nice. A little meek, perhaps, but...

"Where are you from?"

"I'm a half-elf."

She closes her eyes as she thinks, seeing in retrospect just how loaded both of those statements had actually been. Racism is something she's only begun to encounter in Vatheon, it just wasn't something that happened in Hyrule. Perhaps with the Gerudo to some extent, but it was more in a defensive manner than anything else - they kidnapped people frequently, after all.]

Four thousand years...

[Rather than sounding bewildered, it sounds like she finds the idea painful. No one should have to live that long. Finally, Zelda seems to snap out of it.]

I am sorry, Zelos. I didn't intend to bring home an enemy of yours. If you would rather he leave, we can find him a place sooner instead of later - though it might not be a terrible idea to keep an eye on him. I can do so regardless of where he stays.

Keep an eye on him like you kept an eye on that Izaya creep? Because that just worked out so well for everyone! And what is this "we" crap?! I'm gonna go make nice and you are gonna keep your meddling ass out of it, are we clear? I've had it up to here with you and your strays and random trust of strangers who can kill you. Your world must just be a happy party all the time if you can still have that attitude! Just back off, Princess.

[Seemingly still angry, Zelos turns heel and returns to the part of the house where Mithos can hear them simply so Zelda can make no argument. His mouth sits in a thin, serious line as he grabs some extra towels just in case and formulates what he needs to say to Mithos.]

[Later, it will occur to her that this is Zelos trying to push her away for her own good. It's an action she would take, and one that should be easy for her to recognize - but right now, it just hurts. As much as she'd like to yell at him or to just flee the house, she knows she can't. How strange would that look to Mithos? A large part of her is angry with Zelos, so she lashes out and complies with his request at the same time.

~I won't seek him out, then.~

Lacking other things to do, she heads to the downstairs spa for an extended soak ~~and scrubbling, of course~~.]

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[ If Zelos goes to 'make nice' with Mithos, he'd find Mithos near one of the windows, staring out over the city. He wouldn't even turn to face Zelos or acknowledge him as he walked in. Just make a little huff sound; frustrated at being here in general. ]

Yeah, none of us are really too pleased about being here.

[Zelos deposits himself leaning against the wall behind Mithos, folding his arms and looking out at the city as well as the Cruxian.]

Which is why I think we got off on the wrong foot. We shouldn't be fighting each other here, right? I mean, we're all in the same boat, dealing with the same stuff, displacement and all. There's no reason we can't be civil and work together to get out of this mess.

[The truth behind what he's saying definitely adds a note of sincerity. ~~Right?~~]

Because you need me to get you out of this, too, right?

[ Mithos sighs. His tone wasn't really all that hostile, more resigned to a "I really am stuck here, aren't I?" tone. A few seconds later, he turns to Zelos looking up at him. ]

I'm only going to believe you because I really hope you aren't dumb enough to make an enemy of me in a place we don't know a whole lot about. Don't make me regret it.

[ Yuan did. Look where he ended up. Not that Mithos knows what happened after. ]

[Aside from a tightening of his hands against his arms there's no outward sign of Zelos' irritation, not this time. He has to play his cards carefully, keep himself and Mithos on the same side, or who knows what could happen...]

You know me! Despite popular opinion I'm a pretty sharp guy, I know how to play my cards.

[Zelos isn't sure he's ever loathed himself more but he keeps repeating that it's to protect his friends. He has to do it to protect his friends. Right.]

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D'awww, taking Mithos home

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Mithos is gonna walk off for a while, feel free to have your quarrel!

Gosh Zelda's just so excited for it!

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