✧ @rage-reloaded ✧ — ( Dissociation Starters ) “Drink some water. It has ice.” [[ from xiaomin :) gotta take care of grandpa sometimes...]]

There was a groan of misery from the old monkey as he peeked out from where he laid face-down on the couch — it had been another long night for him. One would think he'd be use to the pounding in his head or the drumming in his ears after such a night, but alas he was not. Even after all this time.

A blessing to have such a sweet granddaughter, one he was sure he did not deserve after everything. She deserved better than his old ass. With some effort, he managed to roll himself over and sit up — sighing out as if he just completed a herculean task. His gaze falling upon Xiaomin, in her outstretched hands an offering of ice cold water for him.

"You're too kind to this ol' mess — "

" — thank you, sweetie."

MK looks to the strange girl in front of him, still warily holding his staff. He'd gone outside city limits to train on his own for a bit, without destroying anything of course, only to run into a stranger that reminded him of his mentor.

Maybe his practicing on some nearby boulders wasn't as out-of-the-way as he thought it was."

it wasn't a common thing for volga to allow someone into his house , though since learning about ravio's home-world he couldn't help but to indulge his own curiosity . perhaps deep down he understood their motives , as while he wasn't cowardly himself he still abandoned death mountain for the sake of a more peaceful life . at least until the recent discovery of his past . however . . .

Sonson vc I can punch ‘em myself gramps no worries >:3

“...Wait, wait, wait. How did you do that?”

Was that magic? Did he just see this human cast magic? That was...interesting(cool!). Last he heard from...Someone, humans couldn’t really cast magic anymore. Back in the old days they could but something made them loose it? Or it just was very rare. So seeing what appeared to be fire coming from the human was certainly already curing his boredom.

Another day of wandering went by. It was… fascinating, to see how quickly Hallownest was recovering from the Infection. Relatively speaking, that is. Aside from that which was already naturally aggressive, many of the land's fauna have returned to more passive states. The Husks are motionless. More travelers seem to pass through…

Uncertainty remains regarding what lies ahead for them. They've never been in a position where their fate was entirely their own… But for the moment, they would find a spot to rest. The vessel ran through the Crossroads, intending on heading towards the nearest bench -- but the sight of a figure cloaked in red far ahead of them gave them pause.

That color… Hornet?

Some amount of relief was felt. They had not seen their sister since reawakening from the gold-hued dream. There was concern over what happened in the waking world, as they found the temple empty afterwards…

…Though it appears she hasn't noticed them yet. Knowing how swift Hornet is, it would be easy for her to vanish from the area. That won't do. They at least wish to check up with her, to ensure all is well.

Fortunately, they have ways of moving quickly, too.

Little pink crystals began to form on the ground surrounding them… With a flash of light, the crystals burst, the unleashed energy shooting Ghost through the air at high speeds. They had done their best to aim at Hornet's location -- so hopefully they'll land nearby.

   ❝ i meaaaaan.. ❞  Cue the twirling of dark hair around a finger, a hum following while she voices her thoughts.