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[martelapproves]

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. ]

Comments

[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd isn't in the plaza when Mithos appears. He doesn't see the glowing light. He's inside a shop, buying things for Raine, humming and happily oblivious to the newest arrival in Vatheon. Even when he steps outside, bag of supplies in hand, facing the wrong direction, he doesn't notice the half-elf at first.

That is, until Mithos speaks. It's been months since he heard that voice, but it's still more than familiar enough to catch the brunette's attention. He turns around, surprise on his face - surprise that turns to shock when he realizes he recognizes that face.]

Mithos?

[martelapproves]

[ By the time Mithos has fully regained his composure, he hears the voice from behind him. Getting to his feet, while still clutching his side somewhat - nearly drowning while after already being hit by a Demon Fang was quite painful - the half-elf turned to face Lloyd glaring. What was he doing here? Was he somehow responsible for being here? ]

What do you want!?

[ Mithos demands, in between coughs. ]

[zelda_hylia]

[New arrivals? So soon? That can't be right... Something about the feel of this boy reminds Zelda of Zelos and Colette, but she dismisses it for now, offering him a towel with a smile. She has no idea she's attempting to mother a four thousand year old angel.]

You must have just arrived. Hello, there.

[redcladidealist]

[Soaked to the bone and coughing up water. It's easy enough to guess what the cause of Mithos's foul mood is - even if that guess is wrong. Lloyd shakes his head and sets his bag down.]

Nothing. I just didn't expect to see you here, that's all.

[As he reaches for a towel from a nearby stall and holds it out toward the blond, he eyes the way that Mithos is clutching his side.]

What happened? Are you all right?

[All while he speaks, there isn't any sign of animosity. No hint that Lloyd's even thinking about a fight or betrayal of any kind. The only thing that's plain on his face is concern. Concern for someone he has no reason to think of as anything but a friend.]

[martelapproves]

[ What's got Lloyd all happy? Last he had spoken to him, he was about ready to kill him for killing Tabitha, nearly killing Altessa, beating Yuan to a bloody pulp, and above all, finding out he was none other than Lord Yggdrasill.

Taking the towel - rather curtly, without as much as a thank-you - Mithos tries to dry himself off, trying to ignore Lloyd's question. For now, anyway. ]

Oh wow, I can see how beautiful this CR will be already.

[martelapproves]

[ An elf? The ears seem to indicate a full-blooded elf. They're not known for being friendly to half-elves, either, but they aren't quite as bad as humans. Mithos takes the towel, blinking, and attempts to dry himself off. ]

Umm... thanks.

shhh Mithos just drink your tea

[zelda_hylia]

It's no trouble at all. Would you like a cup of tea? There are brochures in the Welcome Center right over there as well that explain the situation. I can also explain things if you like.

[Aww, he's so cute... actually, he even kind of LOOKS like Colette. And he's dressed like her, too! She refrains from comment for now.]

[martelapproves]

[ Gaaaah. His muse wants people to comment on that. He and Colette can pass for twins, and nobody ever says anything! ]

Umm... sure.

[ He's still trying to massage his own side. His Cruxis Crystal healed the physical damage relatively quickly, but he still felt pain after the fact. A lot of it, actually. Mithos follows her, trying to wrap his wet clothes around himself. ]

[zelda_hylia]

[It's a small to medium sized building, filled with welcome baskets that have towels, sandwiches and the brochures in abundance. Zelda starts to urge him towards the shower when she notices him holding his side.]

Are you injured? I am a healer, I can take a look if you would like. My name is Zelda, by the way.

[martelapproves]

Oh... yeah, I'm fine.

[ Sort of. Though healing does sound nice right about now. Her voice is strangely similar to that of his sister... ]

I was just in a fight, that's all.

[ He takes ahold of the brochure, and begins to rifle through it. He doesn't even look at the sandwiches. ]

[zelda_hylia]

If you're certain. Don't push yourself. Once you have finished reading that you can take a shower if you like, there's one right in the Center here. I can dry your clothing if you leave it out.

[Zelda gestures to the shower. She steps away to make a little tea, mostly for the warming effect. He's soaked, after all! She doesn't say anything else for now, the sound of gently clinking pots is the only thing breaking the silence.]

[radiantwingedone]

... Vatheon. [ He had been just planning on passing the coral today, but glowing ball - strange sense of mana and... a child? Young teen would likely be the correct description, actually.

Yes, he's mostly doubling back due to the strange sense of mana. His own swirls about, partially to aid his sight as always, even with the healing, and partially because he is figuring out why this person's mana feels so strange. Have a towel offered. ]

[martelapproves]

I just need a gel.

[ It doesn't occur to him that Zelda wouldn't know what that is. And while he has been covered in salt water, a shower doesn't sound that bad... even if he loathes the idea of undressing in front of someone he doesn't even know. ]

Yeah... I guess so.

[ And then he walks off, shutting the door the the shower behind him. A second later, it opens a crack, and he tosses his clothes out, shutting it again quickly, the door locking behind him. ]

[martelapproves]

That doesn't tell me anything.

[ Human? No... he couldn't be. He doesn't look entirely human, and that swirling mana... the only humans he knows of that can use magic are Kratos and Zelos, but their circumstances are rather unique, and they can't use magic the the degree that elves and half-elves can. Still, he cautiously takes the towel, and dries himself off. ]

[zelda_hylia]

[A gel... so he is from the same world as Zelos, then.

While the pot of tea is heating up, she moves and picks up his clothes, washing them quickly and drying them with a spell that seems to be a combination of wind and heat. She places them outside the bathroom door and mulls over if she should call Zelos over or not.

Probably not. He hadn't reacted well to the last person with this sort of mana who had arrived.]

[radiantwingedone]

Ah. Name of location.

[ It doesn't help that his hair is thick enough that his ears barely ever see the light of day. He's ... not quite sure what the weirdness is. Not human, not Child of the Full Moon, not Entelexeia.... ]

Should be unfamiliar, location not of the world you are from.

[martelapproves]

[ After a rather quick, rushed shower, the door opens a crack, and a small arm reaches out to grab his clothes, and the door slams shut again. A few minutes later, Mithos emerges, his hair brushed neatly, and appearing much better than before. He sniffs the air, and blinks. ]

The tea smells... nice.

[ Similar to the kind of tea his sister used to make, actually. ]

[martelapproves]

[ Not human... doesn't seem to be an elf, either... Mithos studies him for a moment, squinting his eyes, until he talks. ]

How did I get into a completely different world?

[ One that isn't Sylvarant or Tethe'alla, and certainly not Derris Kharlan... or even Niflheim. This was something else entirely. He seemed to be telling the truth. The mana here - radiating from that thing - was just too different. ]

[demonicbookworm]

Are you okay?

_{[Ruca quickly walks up to the new arrival. Worried look can be seen on his face.]}

....Um, as for your question... this place is called Vatheon.

[redcladidealist]

[Silence only allows Lloyd to make his own conclusions and assume that they are right. It also doesn't give him any reason not to approach his friend and look him over. Maybe he can see if there's anything visibly wrong.]

You just got here, right? [He perks up.] Did anyone else come with you?

[zelda_hylia]

I'm glad you think so. I didn't have much experience with making it myself before ending up here in Vatheon.

[She's been here for half a year now, though, so she's had plenty of time to practice. Zelda brings a cup over to Mithos and holds it out.]

Here you are. Be sure to drink it all so that you don't catch a cold, hmm?

[martelapproves]

Yeah.

[ He did just get here. Finally getting his breath under control and regaining his composure, Mithos wiped down his face, trying to wring water out of his blonde hair. ]

No, nobody did.

[ And if Pronyma was here, he'd kill her for screwing up a simple teleportation spell. ]

[radiantwingedone]

Assumed to be the work of the being residing in the coral.

[ Duke is more or less oblivious to the return studying, because he's a bit .. stumped, on what is weird about the mana. It feels a bit like the tall blond-and-tapestry-caped man's mana, but.. also unlike it. Hmmmn. ]

[martelapproves]

[ Mithos takes the glass of tea, and takes a sip. It's been forever since he's ever had something like this. Ever since getting the Cruxis Crystal, he's never really needed it. ]

Thanks.

[ It's said quietly, and meekly, as he takes a nother sip, occasionally glancing up at Zelda. ]

Where are you from?

[ Heimdall? ]

[martelapproves]

Someone is in the coral?

[ Kind of like how Ratatosk was in the Tree of Mana. This place has a lot in common with his own world, all things considered. ]