#shecommander

 “Mm advice on dating? My love life is a mess and I don’t want to remember it right now. Sparring as a means to date? Perhaps that can work if your battle obsessed outside the battlefield.” 

“The child of light and darkness,” Raven glanced at the familiar figure beside him before returning his gaze to the the illuminated Water of Styx at his feet. He scanned the vibrant images of art which reflected like a mirage on the water’s floor with a detached curiosity. “what a surprise.” No, the girl did not know him, but it mattered not.

 Although he couldn’t have expected to come across anybody he was familiar with in Isola, he would have considered her to be one of the last,  and that mostly due to the state she was in when he left. She had been frozen in time, encapsulated in a distortion created by one of the secret treasures; an act of love by the High King of the infantile kingdom of Illyria. 

Immediately he thought of His Holiness, how much hope he had put into this child. He could hear him now, the hope of our world, he called her. So, not only did he lose a loyal servant to this freak occurrence, but a beacon of light too. The very thought of it was making him weary. That he found a way out of this cage as soon as possible was paramount.

      Of all the things and all the people she might have run into, choirboy’s little pet project was low on her list of priorities. Some might see that as foolish given the half-gear’s strength but... well. That was kind of a moot point in this place, wasn’t it? A more or less powerless little princess, and no knights in shining buckles to help her out of it?            And she’d thought Christmas was over.            Her fingers creep along the blue-haired girl’s shoulders, bare, wingless (for the moment? perhaps-- but that’s what she’ll find out) and slink her arms around her neck. To anyone nearby it looks like a friendly surprise, but to Dizzy alone it’s obvious what it is as soon as I-no’s voice sounds in her ear, low and flat.            “If you scream, I’m going to take out this whole fucking street real slow bitch, and you wouldn’t want that on your conscience, would you?” Where Sol is usually the main recipient of her fully focused viciousness, she’s antsy, angry. There’s no reason for her to play nice when she feels ready to rip into someone at the wrong word. The little birdbrain just flew into her path at the wrong damn time. 

Ryou was never an outdoorsy person whether it be because he was a loner who preferred to read poetry or because of the coma from when he was younger, but that quickly changed when he was fused with his Player Character and had to fight to survive when in the AIDA servers. Since then he’s taken to actively trying to explore whether in his human body or as Haseo, which was exactly why he was climbing this tree right now. 

Grunting slightly, he swung himself up to a thick branch and stood up- really looking at the nature around him and breathing in the air. He never cared about this sort of thing before, but now...it was different.

To prevent this fine residence from falling into disgrace, I consider of utmost importance to distribute the chores. I have salvaged an old but useful implement, you may find it on the table, but I’ve issued a copy of the Memo here.

You may distribute yourselves freely among human 1, 2, or 3 respectively. Please refrain from questioning the chore distribution, in the past, it has proven to be extremely effective.

You may call me Zexion.

     “Thank goodness you actually came! I’ll pay you later, I swear!”

     And with that the mother dashed off, leaving a crying toddler in Mi-na’s arms. This was far from what she expected when she accepted the woman’s request for help. Having done a lot of miscellaneous work between finding lost animals or belongings to dealing with annoying pests, babysitting wasn’t one of them. She had helped the woman prior by getting her ex-husband to stop harassing her so she hadn’t questioned what she needed help with this time around. With the kid wailing in her ears for his mother, she desperately wished she had asked for details.

     People were starting to stare at her, probably wondering why she hadn’t stopped the toddler from crying yet. Beginning to panic, she set the child down, who immediately flopped their butt the ground and continued the waterworks. Since she was at a park with a playground, maybe she could get the girl’s attention to focus on the slide or something. Unfortunately as she tried, almost pleadingly so, the girl just wouldn’t budge. 

They’ll both be reserved for you!