Mish quietly watches the creature before her. The tiny goblin creature looks innocent and harmless enough....only, what she's actually pondering is if that thing in front of her would be tasty coupled with some baked taters.
Locking the thread because I found one exactly like it lmao
Voyager 001 wasn't really sure who... or what... Mish was. Out of all of the inhabited planets he's surveyed, he's never seen a creature like this before. Was it organic, or was it an android such as himself, just specialized for a very, very specific, unknown task? He was itching to attempt to communicate with them, but also thought it best that they were a specimen that should be observed from afar. He quietly watched and studied Mish just out of sight of them.
"... ah you look.. uh," Ruthenium? The name rings a bell but Orna can't tell how or why. ".. out of place. What are your clothes made of?" She adjusted her glass to Ruthenium. There something that irks her off the way that person dress. She had never seen anybody, as far she she is aware, wear that sort of outfit. The black and red seems like a wonderous choice too. Where does this person come from?
"Oh hi there! I like your hat! Oh woah, that wand is big, how do you carry it around!" She spent a moment looking up at the woman, she looks irritated when she's around people. Melody felt kind of strange, "The hair, the hat, the wand! You almost look like a witch!"
Added dialogue if she read the bio: "Hey I knew you had something to do with witches! Didn't know about the flower thing though." She suddenly thought it would be better if she kept her mouth shut there... "A-anyway! I'd rather sleep at home too! However it's great to get out every once in a while!" She said "But just a question... Have you ever left anyone for dead and stole their stuff?" The tension increased and she was very awkward "Um! Sorry... I know you're probably annoyed by me so I'll leave if you wish..."
"Melody? Well, first, she changed her name to Melody because she likes music. Why would you do that? It'd be like me renaming myself horse or some shit. I mean, she isn't too bad though. Wish she'd pick a side in fight, maybe then I'd like her a whole deal more."
Valentina is... interesting. Violet is pleased with his rule-breaking nature but would find his strong emotions uncomfortable. She definitely thinks he would make a good bodyguard or something, were he willing to overlook the alcoholic beverages.
"First of all I love your name, Violet is so pretty. Also I really really admire you from your bio. It sounds like you've led a pretty hard life and I really feel for you. It must have been hard losing a child like that.. all that said, You're really strong because of this. i can tell, and personally that's something you should be proud of"
"Sweetie, that's a lot! I sometimes get sad because of what happens in my really comfortable and quite happy life, but having memories of all those lives?? And having to look after your feelings that much?? I have no idea how you do it, darling, and you're also so young! I'm like, so proud of you! You're a cute girl too, and that's some hair to be proud of! Please keep being such a strong and lovely one, I hope you manage to achieve everything you want and have to!"
"A Royalty!" KC saying with joy and enthusiasm. KC loves royalty and admires Sol as he is so pretty and has such perfect and stylish choice of fashion. KC starting to feel nervous because he is being graced by such a beautiful, benevolent soul that stood before him.
"Please to meet you Mr. King. Err.. I mean, your most gracious...? Your grace? Highness...?" KC catching himself greeting a King ever so poorly turns bright red. KC then points to a random directly; very embarrassed at this point. "Sir King, I believe I will show myself out that way" Nods and flees off to that direction.
Taking notice of KC right infront of him, he took a pace back. His eyes softly bulged as a few beads of sweat would trickle down through his head. He then tilted his head, this fella seemed to be very intriguing towards him. He then peered down at his black leather shoes, beginning to fiddle with his own fingers. He felt uncomfortable, that's for sure.. As he didn't really know what to say about the male angel right infront of him. But, what he thought about him was positive.. No harsh comments about him at all. That was until he tried, a stammer escaping out of his chapped lips. " U-umm.. " He paused for a moment, having his heart began to race. He then exhaled, trying his best not to take any eye contact into him. " You.. you look like s-somebody that I haven't s-s-stumbled across upon before. B-but, from what I um- s-see, you.. s-seem like you have a big heart for o-others! A-and.. I think that we need m-more people like that in this w-world. " Having his reddish dark brunette hair get in the way, he swept it across his head. He then managed a tender smile, even if it was crooked from how uneasy he was. " A-and, because of that, I um.. t-think that you're very i-i-interesting! I-I wonder whether you're p-part of another m-monarchy.. Or, w-whatever it's called.. "
"Oh goodness, you're just so sweet," the selkie said softly. "An absolute dear!" Murdina thought for a second or two before cracking a very faint smile. "An absolute deer, indeed." She content with her own joke, she lightly ruffled Copper's hair. Her tone returned to her natural softness and melancholy as she spoke again.
"After having a long time to notice things like this," the selkie said matter-of-factly, "I can tell when someone is harboring sadness. And you, sweetheart, seem to be holding on to a bit. If you ever want to talk, or even just grab a cup of tea, you come right over, alright?" Murdina gave a very gentle, almost motherly hug before sending Copper on his way
“I’ve heard stories about selkies before,” Buggy murmured, starstruck. “I..I think they’re really cool. Uh, you’re really cool! Having the ability to just...swim away like that, it must be real liberating.” He tilted his head. “Although...I’m really sorry about what happened back then. It must be hard choosing between where to stay. W...We should go sailing sometime!” He blurted enthusiastically. “...Sorry, but it sounds fun. I hope you’re doing okay, you look kinda sad. Sailing in the big blue expanse of nothingness always clears someone’s mind up. Or, well. Swimming through it, in your case.”
Leopardus stares at Buggy intensely for a few moments, without realizing how creepy he's being, and when he clearly notices the ash on him and his smell he comes forwards, looking hysterical, and almost screams: "Are you taken? ARE YOU?? Don't be! I'll give you all the matches you want! I'll let you sleep on me! I'll show you everything we can BURN!! Please BE WITH ME!!". He then thinks about the fact people usually aren't proud of their secret sides, especially when they are somewhat or definitively dangerous, and he also shouldn't be proposing to someone he just met, so he clears his voice, forcefully looks away and grumbles: "...Or... you know... I could just bring you to my therapist or whatever. They're pretty good. Know their way around odd people. I'd really suggest you try them... or any therapist really. Might be useful for you. Focusing on... being nice, ships, dolphins and stuff. Fitting into society and all. Whatever!"