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[personal profile] melancoffeea 2018-08-06 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
[Even with the heightened reflexes of a Primal, there's only so much that Sandalphon can do when the speaker is hurtling toward him at great speed. Drawn by the familiar voice, he looks up in time to glimpse a flash of red before the collision knocks the wind out of him. With a strangled grunt, he and the newcomer fall overboard while members of the crew out on deck shout after them in alarm.

Against the rush of wind, Sandalphon reaches out to wrap his arms around Yona, then spreads his wings to slow their fall to a gradual stop. Once they're suspended safely in the air, he grimaces.]


What . . . is the meaning of this?
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[personal profile] melancoffeea 2018-08-06 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Came to visit him, she says . . . ]

I don't recall ever asking you to do that.

[And by now, he'd expected anyone with the capacity to cross world to have forgotten about him. For once, that thought hadn't been fueled by self-hatred; it had simply been a logical assumption, given the passage of time. Yet here's Yona. Sandalphon's expression eases into a frown as he looks up at the ship.

A young girl shouts his name from above. At this distance, the sky seems to drown out her voice.]


We'll continue this conversation on the deck.

[Mindful of Yona's senses, he flaps his wings slowly for a smooth ascent.]
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[personal profile] melancoffeea 2018-08-06 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[The deck, as it turns out, is a poor place for peaceful conversation. A crowd of crew members have amassed to watch from the distance as a blue-haired girl and the young captain, accompanied by a flying lizard, step forward to ask about Sandalphon and Yona's well-being. The former brushes them off, his wings disappearing behind him.]

We're fine. I'll explain later.

[The captain respects his wishes with a nod, and Sandalphon leads Yona below deck to the room he's been given for his stay. Finally, peace and quiet.]

It isn't bad. Just . . . I'd all but forgotten about that time.
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[personal profile] melancoffeea 2018-08-06 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[He disagrees, but won't contest her claim to keep things simple. At the mention of friends, he smiles wryly.]

We fought each other in the past. Our interests happened to align, and now we're acquaintances.

They're not exactly a static bunch. You're not intending on staying long, are you?
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[personal profile] melancoffeea 2018-08-06 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hm.]

You'll have to take that up with the Singularity. He's the captain of this ship. [A beat.] Knowing him, he'll allow it . . . but I can't promise that it'll be much of a break for you.
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[personal profile] melancoffeea 2018-08-06 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, he doesn't doubt that she's gotten stronger, but.]

This isn't a pirate crew. If you're that eager to lend your service, talk to the Singularity.

Before that, you must have some questions. I don't know anything about Kouka, but it's not the Sky Realm.
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[personal profile] melancoffeea 2018-08-07 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Yep.]

The helmsman can explain its buoyancy better than I can.

[And with more passion. Rackam is way more knowledgeable in the subject than he is.]

Ships like this one are abundant in the skies: They're the only means of travel between islands for non-Primals, after all. The Grandcypher—this ship—is always on the move.
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[personal profile] melancoffeea 2018-08-07 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
A few months. As for our next destination, who can say? The captain is in charge.

[He knows where the Singularity's end goal lies, but he has his doubts about sticking around that long. It's also a story for the captain himself to tell, not Sandalphon.]
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[personal profile] melancoffeea 2018-08-07 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
He's following a trail of clues. There are times when even he doesn't know where to head next.

[That, or it's a vacation to Auguste for the umpteenth time . . . ]
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[personal profile] melancoffeea 2018-08-07 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
Hm? No, we're on our way to Port Breeze to restock on supplies. It's a pit stop. Where we'll go after that is the question.

[He pauses, considering what he's just said.]

It's been some time since we made this sort of trip. The timing is ideal. We might stay there for a while.