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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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[ 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.]

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[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.]

I hope I do.

[ He actually sort of meant that. Mithos had no friends here, and Zelos only barely counted as an ally because of what he was holding over his head. He knew that didn't mean a damn thing here, but he had to start somewhere. Mithos hadn't felt this alone since Martel had first died. ]

So, Colette, Raine, and Lloyd are here. Anyone else?

[Oh fuck me he knows they're here. Not that Zelos could have kept it hidden for long, the bubble is a small place.]

That's all the people I know from our world.

[Not a lie, really. He doesn't know Dhaos and he doesn't really consider Derris Kharlan part of Aselia. Mostly he doesn't want Mithos recruiting another Seraph for whatever shit he decides to pull here.]

How about we get you set up with a place of your own, hm? Figuring all this stuff out is exhausting and a rest might do you good. I can answer any questions on our way if you like.

[Get him out of this house, get him away from Zelda. That's the plan!]

Right.

[ He'll believe him, for now. ]

Tomorrow. I need some time to process being here all of a sudden.

...yeah. It's a lot to take in.

[Great, can't get him out of here tonight, but tomorrow'll be fine he guesses. With the emotional blow he knows he landed on Zelda, she shouldn't go poking her nose around Mithos anymore, at least not so soon. He should have enough time to get Mithos out of here without mishap.]

Maybe a little mental health nap would help. Or I can answer anything you're curious about concerning the city.

[Look how helpful he is! It's totally not because he wants to keep an eye on you until you get out of his house, no way.]

Zelda gave me a brochure. I'm just going to read this for now.

[ Mithos hopped up on a bed, reaching for the small pamphlet. ]

So far all I know is that the people here worship the coral, and it curses people occasionally. I still don't know why we're here, only how we got here.

Not even totally sure on the how since it's apparently not magic, but as for the why it seems like the coral uses us to sustain itself, some kind of energy. That and whoever set up the bubble seems to be using us as test subjects or something for the curses.

[He doesn't mind being candid about the bubble itself. After all, Mithos is pretty powerful. He could definitely be an asset in trying to find a way out. He might kill their captors in the process but Zelos has absolutely no love for them either. As far as he's concerned, no one who has a hand in running this place is innocent.]

Like humans in a human ranch.

[ Okay, that upset him. ]

Does that mean the coral's just going to drain us till we die, then?

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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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