#ofengineers

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐉𝐀𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒. That was until this girl had finalised her own ship and had chased his fleet to the shores of Ash. How she had accomplished such a feat was beyond Barnabas and with a deep scowl on his features, she walked up and down the dock to have a closer look at the vessel in question—as if he could discern any of it. What made the Enterprise so special?

And how much of it was the remnant of his former Lord Commander? The former king crossed his arms in front of his chest, listening intently to the steps drawing closer. The girl. Midadol. Surely, she would not be pleased to find her friends' enemy at the docks, examining the Enterprise in an attempt to unravel its secrets. " Your father's secrecy gave his lack of loyalty away long before he decided to abandon the holy cause, " Barnabas said without looking at the girl, whom he remembered from the days of her youth.

" So this is the fruit of it all; a fruit from the forbidden gardens of Dzemekys. " That was, what it was, yes? The height of technology like they had never seen again after the fall, when He had cast them down from the heavens.

She made it appear so simple a task ⸻ even Joshua, who sports locks much shorter, is capable of a plait. It's almost an artful display of dexterity, with fingers weaving each strand with grace and control. He possessed none of these, fumbling his way along, surprised at the fact he hadn't reduced her locks to a golden mess.

❛   Somehow this seems more complicated than managing a sword.   ❜ A moment passes, then two. He's sitting back to inspect the disaster with eyes hooded by the mildest frustration, but refuses to submit nonetheless. His work is undone, carefully, smoothing each strand back to its natural cascade, then ending on a hum.

When Mid had invited Rylan along for a s'mores night with Joshua, the boy accepted the invitation. It sounded great once they were explained to him! Marshmallows and chocolate. What kid couldn't resist? The group had spent time gathering firewood and setting up which was fun! The brunette helped by gathering tiny sticks and twigs in the underbrush.

"S'mores! We're coming for you later!" he called out tossing his small find onto the pile.

However, it was when the campfire was started that night after dinner in the firepit that the boy became quiet. As the two adults sat closer to the flames, Rylan decided to stay back on a little chair in the dim light watching as the flames leapt about.

Why did the fire have to be so big and jump almost everywhere? What if Mid and Joshua got hurt? Suddenly, he wasn't liking this experience very much and he felt uncomfortable.

One… two… three.

Why was Gav going through all this trouble for a small piece of Fallen technology he knew nothing about? Because it reminded him of Mid. She was like a little sister to him, even if the number of years between them could easily be counted on one hand. He had a habit of picking up objects from his journeys outside of the hideaway whenever they reminded him of someone back home. And who wouldn’t think of Mid when it came to Fallen technology?

He had actually been on his way home when a glint out of the corner of his eye had caught his attention. Whatever this was, he was sure she could figure it out. It might even come in handy in one of her future projects. Thankfully there had been big enough gaps in the ruins for him to grab it safely. Turning it over once, twice, he eventually just put it away in one of his pouches, still unable to determine what he was looking at. 

but that meant saying goodbye to some. & that was a lot easier said than done. she comes with food. sitting herself next to Mid. handing her a plate.

❛  I don't think I've ever seen you not at work.  ❜

a smile. leaning back, looking happily to the girl. her excitement, her joy ⸻ it was hard to hide. ever since their announcement went to all at The Hideaway, she'd been nothing but happy. what a wonderful change.

@ofengineers said: "i told you to leave me alone."

"You did." He responded, leaning against the workshop table with his arms crossed.

Mid was always full of energy. It seemed that something had upset her, and his presence seemed to set her off even more. Especially when he attempted to ask about it. After her command to leave, however, he only found himself more concerned.

He lets silence fall between them. He wouldn't force her to speak, but he wanted to make sure she truly did not wish to. There were times when he would lash out if others showed him concern when he was younger. He wanted to be there for her since her father couldn't be.

@ofengineers sent ; ❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜ - ofengineers !

to say he was would be but a lie , one that should never spill from his lips . too many times had be scolded by TERENCE — no ... he can not allow his mind to waft once more — to a place where shadows crept in from every corners — too cold — so alone ... chasing ghosts .