[To Phoenix, it only feels like a few days have passed at most since the last time he was here. That passage of time is fuzzy, though, so he's not certain. Did he even go home at all? Or has he just been here and... sick, or something?
Not exactly certain what to do with himself, he decides to go exploring. Maybe he'll be able to jog his memory.]
(
Read more... )
Comments 66
Except this time, she sees Phoenix. As a teenager. AGAIN.
Lily dodges around a corner and prays to Zeshat he didn't see her. Does he have his memories? Does he not? Either way, this will not go well.]
Reply
He brightens up.]
Lily!
Reply
Lily peers around the corner with a perfect little smile. Pretending to be happy is her forte.]
Phoenix, hi!
Reply
How have you been?
Reply
And then she spots someone else coming towards. Her first instinct is to hide, but then she notices he has long ears like her own. Excite, she runs forward, talking quickly in a language that is definitely not the common language on this ship.]
Mister! Mister!
Reply
Uh... What did you just say?
Reply
Oh...you don't understand me either. Why don't you speak this language? You're a Kóri like me, aren't you?
Reply
Reply
well, somewhat familiar. It's Younger Phoenix, probably still wet behind the ears and somewhere in the naval academy. He hopes he doesn't have to introduce himself again.]
You look well.
Reply
He also looks happy to see you.]
Damas!
Sir, yes sir. I think I've healed completely. What about you?
[Damas died and came back. How does that even work?]
Reply
I have healed, certainly. From the injuries you remember. It has been some time since our last meeting, I'm afraid.
Reply
Damas knows something, and Phoenix can't help but ask.]
How long has it been? And what... happened?
Reply
Reply
Especially one who looks like she might be about his age, with ears that are a little bit short, but still come to an elegant point. Phoenix smiles.]
Hello.
Reply
Good evening. [He's a passenger, for certain - but is he affected as she is?]
It is a lovely night.
[Her pose, her posture all scream of someone who is older, wiser, more refined than the awkward young blond that now stands before him.]
Reply
[He tosses her a cheerful smile that's half playful, half flirtatious.]
Though I think I could argue that the company helps. I'm Phoenix. What's your name?
Reply
Leave a comment