#aeternuming

As the day went on, the contacts list in her phone grew longer. She kept waiting to see if a few specific people popped up, but for the most part, it was a bunch of names she had no hope of recognizing. It was demoralizing, that was for sure.

But at some point, in the middle of a few other names she didn’t recognize (who the heck is Envy?) and almost causing her to miss it, Lloyd Irving popped up. She remembered Lloyd, of course she did. She felt an emotion she couldn’t name well up in her, but it was almost certainly a good one.

She tapped on his name, ready to send a message. But... what if it wasn’t him? What if this was a different Lloyd Irving? She closed the messenger on her phone, but she still held the device in her hands. If it wasn’t the same him, best not to message him.

...And even if it was, best let him get to his house first. He only just popped up on the list. Memo resigned herself to waiting, because surely she wasn’t first in his thoughts anyway.

But after maybe ten minutes, the amount of time she recalled it taking her to get to her house, she was still hesitant to text him. However, she had a better idea. She could reach out to him telepathically—assuming he’s here. It doesn’t matter where he is.

Memo did just that, searching for Lloyd’s mind with her psychic ability. All she had to do is know who she was trying to contact. And then she felt it, a certain familiarity from a distance away. This was him. She spoke to him, a little louder than intentional, though anything is bound to sound loud when it’s coming from inside your own mind.

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale!

Lloyd will be housed in House 123!

Envy will be housed in Townhouse 223!

Liquid will be housed in Apartment 322!

You will retain all your previously unlocked skills and abilities.

Have fun!

         Exploring gave Midoriya a good past time, especially when he was trying to put things to memory. He knew it was going to take him awhile to memorize the streets and how to get back to the townhouse he lived in. Or to Todoroki’s place, one he was sure to memorize rather quickly. 

         Today he was jogging up the street in a light blue hoodie he owned, he didn’t want to bother with his hero costume at the moment. For numbers of reasons, the biggest one was the fact he would easily get lost. 

         Something he didn’t really want to happen yet. 

         Midoriya slowed to a stop as he saw a figure in red-- in fact it was a very distinct red. Something he grew to know very well thanks to the swordsman who wore it like it was his signature thing. 

         A gasp escaped Midoriya’s throat as his eyes widened, excitement bubbled up and he did a small bounce before cupping his hands around his mouth to yell down the street. 

 He had bothered to knock this time rather than simply barging in -- though that could easily have been because the door did not give when he turned the knob. But that was where his tact stopped. He made a beeline straight toward one of the rooms, only giving a half-hearted wave to the one who’d opened the door. ( someone, who, by all accounts, should be used to seeing him around by now, anyway ) It had taken him an hour to get here by train, and he hadn’t let the brunet know he was coming. It was something of a surprise. Today was a special occasion.

 It was Lloyd’s birthday.

 Zelos himself never put much stock in birthdays. Or at the very least, not in his own. But he knew that others saw the day of one’s birth very differently. ( not as something to be ashamed of, but something to be celebrated ) And he certainly wasn’t going to give up the opportunity to potentially spoil a new flame.

 He opened the door to the brunet’s room as quietly as he could, and with every possible stealthy bone in his body he crossed the room. The brunet was sitting at the computer -- something that had captivated him, it seemed; sometimes Zelos truly forgot how different their upbringings were...technology that seemed almost mundane to the redhead was practically magic to the other swordsman. By way of making his presence known, he threw his arms around Lloyd’s shoulders, resting his chin on one. 

 It had taken him a few moments, standing as he was on the platform surrounded by dozens of others, to understand he hadn’t simply blinked. That he wasn’t in the ruins of the same damn city, looking at the aftermath of everyone’s final fuck you to the scientists that brought them there. But he could smell salt in the air, the scent of the sea, and he knew this was somewhere else entirely.

 It’s some measure of comfort that he recognizes a few faces here and there. It doesn’t do much to make him any less pissed off at the circumstances, but it’s a small consolation, to know he’s not alone. But these faces, though familiar, are not the ones he wants to see. And as one day in this new city turned into two, he had begun to accept the fact he might never see the ones....or one, rather, he wanted to see ever again.

 Until he sees red.

 Just out of the corner of his eye. It’s enough to make him stop in his tracks. Enough to make his heart skip a beat. It’s ridiculous to be jumping at a color -- a color so many others wore, in fact, but here he is. Getting his hopes up. And when he turns to get a better look, steeling himself for the disappointment about to wash over him in waves, he catches sight of the full figure. His back is towards him, but there is no mistaking it.

“Lloyd!”

{❃} “So, Lloyd... you wanted to know more about the Vanguard, right?” It was something of a touchy topic for her, for obvious reasons- but she couldn’t just ignore it forever. And it wasn’t like she wanted to lie! She just... didn’t want people not to trust her.

“Oh! Excuse me, young sir! You there!” A ridiculously fancifully dressed in green wizard suddenly descends to float beside another flashily dressed young man. There’s something a little nervous in his smile.

“I’m terribly sorry to bother you, but, since I gather you’re in the same position I am in with these garbs and magic and monsters and all, I was wondering if you’d be able to help me in getting rid of a particularly stubborn menace that’s plaguing a place near by?”