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Blink:
Another day placed behind her as Mia sat at the table for two. Another day of teamwork and sims. Another day of smiling, laughing, and joking. Another day of going back to an empty apartment. Another day of silence...

Looking at her Com Mia almost regretted going in early, because then she left early. Nishi was still there and so that meant hovering over her best friend's shoulder was a bust for at least a few more hours. She had already taken her sweet time changing out of her pilot suit into the usual shorts and tank, there really wasn't much more she could do at Valhalla besides linger. It was no better when she thought of going home, it was too quiet there. Everyone was living their own lives, everyone had someone... no one needed her.

The chair across from her seemed to mock her from beyond the menu. Despite how much she tried to ignore it the fact that she was sitting alone was rubbing her the wrong way. Why didn't she take a seat at the bar like usual? It was too late now, she knew if she got up and went over it would be too obvious.

With a heavy sigh, Mia flipped the menu over, pretending to read it even though she had her mind made up of what she would order before she had even arrived. Eventually, even that became boring and she found herself scrolling through the saved pictures in her Com. Slowly a smile began to form as pictures of her squadmates flipped past the screen. She even managed to giggle at one in particular of her and Nishi posing for a selfie with glitter all over their faces. Another she managed to sneak in of Yavul balancing a pen between his nose and mouth during a meeting today.

Yep, sending that one to Grisham.
Sent

GoblinFae:
It was only Tuesday and Evan was ready to call it a week. Of all the places to be sent to repair a busted robotic limb of course it had to be steaming sphincter of all Aedolis. The Valkyrie commander was certainly a beast of a man and therefore it was no surprise that he had the capability of wrecking the hefty piece of machinery. But, the price had been that Evan had been stuck all weekend in Solarta waiting for a crucial part to arrive. That was not to say that the southernmost dome of Aedolis was without charm. It just was a good twenty to thirty degrees to hell's inferno than Evan would have liked. Perhaps if he had been able to pop over to Amristah and visit his family things might not have been so droll. But, nope! Luck was not in his favor and he was stuck waiting for a delivery that had the audacity to still not make an appearance. The poor commander, while almost eerily laid-back and jovial about it all, was still sans an arm, having left the robotic limb with Evan to tinker with.

Altogether, Evan was exhausted and ravenous. A man could only live on so much JJ's before he turned into a double bourbon bacon burger with extra everything. In the mood for a beer and a, well likely another burger considering what Solarta had to offer in the way of cuisine, he dragged himself to some bar and grille called the Grub's Hub, grabbed a pale ale from the bar, and then bonelessly pooled into a chair at a table by himself. The menu was a single laminated thing that he flipped back and forth from side to side, childishly enjoying the fwip it made with each movement. If someone was going to complain then they could bite hin. He was a Pilot and if he wanted to play with a menu like a loony then he would.

"Uff da!" he declared to himself, taking a large swig of the ale and letting his head fall into one grease-stained hand. "Would it kill them to have one green thing on the menu that wasn't drowning in grease?"

Blink:
Just as she pressed her finger to the screen someone bumped the table, causing Mia's attention to flick upwards. Turns out someone had just sat in the chair next to her and was obviously in some form of mood.

Unacceptable.

As he whooshed the menu from front to back it caused the hair on her forehead to flip up and then back down, her bangs brushing her nose in the process. Did he really not see her there? Usually, Mia stood out among the Solartan's, her pale skin and bright hair such a contrast to the usual solar acclimated attributes the natives carried.

With the tilt of her head, Mia tucked her bangs back behind her ear, about to speak up when the man let out some kind of statement before pressing his face into his hand. Some may have found all of this rude, except Mia was actually quite entertained by it. So entertained in fact she let out a light giggle before leaning forwards in her chair, folding her hands beneath her chin as she studied him.

"I actually think it would." She laughed, scrunching her nose at the stranger. "Solartans run on bacon, burgers, and grease. Didn't you know?"

Look at her go! Mia was so proud of herself that she was able to make a joke that sounded somewhat normal. She was well aware that for those that did not know her it was hard to understand her sometimes.

"But if you can't handle it I happen to know they make a great barbeque chicken salad here."

GoblinFae:
Evan startled at the voice speaking to him. His eyes snapped over to the young woman before a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. Tired and miserable he may have been, far be it from him to wallow in it. A gentle, rumbling laugh bubbled up and out of him at her joke and Evan felt the tension start to leave him if only for a moment.

"Who'da thunk it?" he exclaimed jovially. "A B.B.Q. chick-an salad you say. Well I'll take your word for it then." Licking his lips, he looked down at the table-side ordering screen and tapped in her recommendation. What the hell, right? If it truly was that bad then he could just pop into JJ's again for the mother of all burgers to wash it all down.

"Thank you kindly, Ladybug." Evan raised his glass to toast her quietly before taking a sip of liquid courage. "If you're not expecting anyone and wouldn't mind a bit of uncultured company, I'd be honored to share a meal with you." Holding up his hand he hurried to add, "only if you want to though. I can readily relocate myself if you found my face this side of annoying."

Blink:
Again Mia couldn't help the slight tilt of her head when the man began speaking with such an interesting accent. It would be a lie to say she wasn't thrilled that he took her recommendation seriously, truly a rare thing.

As he punched in his order Mia studied him, her broken eyes taking in everything she could for the few short moments she could steal away. Couldn't be more than an inch or so taller from her, though hard to tell when he was sitting down. His eyes, reminding her of the morning mist in Margad that lingered above the rooftop flower gardens. Something about that alone making her feel a bit nostalgic. His fingers rough, worn and covered in grease. Based on that and his attire Mia gathered he was a mechanic of some form.

Interesting...

Mia's brain was sorting all of this out, trying to place pieces together to figure more out about the man without asking further questions. It was luck that his next statement would tell her exactly who that was.

'Ladybug'.

With an even wider grin, Mia lifted her own glass and toasted back. She couldn't help but wonder if he knew who she was. He did call her ladybug, but that could easily be a nickname he gave to all the ladies. The smile Mia was widely known for slightly faltering at his question. Not that he was asking if he could stay at the table, but moreso Mia didn't understand what 'this side of annoying' was.

"There is more than one side of annoying?" Settling back a bit Mia's face twisted into full-on confusion. "I don't find your face annoying at all Evan."

"And if there are more sides of annoying is one side more annoying than the others? Or are they equally annoying? Just how many sides of annoying are there?"

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