lostrealm | Current geographic charts...

Characters: The Helmsman / The Ψiioniic (OU) [OPEN]
Date: Oct 05
Format: Whatever; i will action spam unless told not to :P
Content Warnings: none?
Summary: Helmsman exploring the city during off hours.

It gets chilly in the early morning. This is the quietest time, after the nocturnal have gone to sleep, and before the diurnal wake. He is wrapped in one of his friend's cloaks. The smell is comforting.

The Helmsman scheduled his navigational tasks later to allow his body to recover from his arrival. It is a considerably more calm and stable Helmsman who floats above the city and its outskirts, collecting visual data. What good is a helmsman system if it cannot map out the surrounding area? He is here because of duty and programming, not curiosity.

Still, it disturbs him that there are no stars. Yes, he was kept in a ship's navigational block for ages, and is still anxious about going outside. But half that time his head was filled with visual input of stars as he drove the Empress's battleship. By them, he always knew exactly where in the galaxy he was.

The caverns are brooding and primal. Thoughts of predators and stony, enclosed spaces fill his mind. Unsettling. He's not sure why. He'll leave exploring the outlying labyrinths for another time.

(He may or may not be wearing knitted wool cozies for his biowires. He was asked to wear them in the cold, okay?!)

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-=he doesn't mind at all, though he must remember to mention to Dolorosa that he'll be in need of one of his own, if she hasn't picked up on that already.

which she probably has. she always seems to know everything before everyone else=-

Of course, tell me about your evening, Psii.

-=he would have called him by his name, but it's still a habit to be secretive in public=-

And I'd prefer that you didn't call me... user.

[Helmsmen are not programmed to have personal possessions...]

Thythtem hath dithcovered primitive apiculture hiveth in Darthtone greenhoutheth. However, it ith unthertain whether the beeth are able to communicate in beenary.

[Er. Mainly because he was too nervous about making contact. Shyness, and too many people around enjoying flowers.]

Uther ith a uther. It ith the proper dethignation. Pleathe input a uthername if uther hath thelected one.

[Though it's been weeks, they could not settle on a username for Signless. Helmsman of course could not remember any of his real names or titles. That whole business gave him several migraines. Why couldn't he just accept being called "01001011 01001011" or something? Perfectly good username.]

-=too bad=-

Would you like to visit them to see if they can? I could go with you, if you like.

-=if that'll make him feel more comfortable. socializing is good=-

I am a friend, not a user.

-=he's only said this a million times by now, hopefully it'll start sinking in=-

If you must call me anything, call me that.

Thythtem ith able to accompany uther if uther wisheth.

[And how many times must he say:]

"Friend" ith too common a word for a uthername. Thythtem cannot call user "user Friend".

I would enjoy that very much.

-=lets go see your bees, helmsman=-

And what if 'friend' was my given name? What would you do then?

[He's honestly not sure what he should do, as "friend" and "enemy" are the same word in their language. What is he trying to imply, anyway? Helmsman systems are not programmed to reciprocate feelings of any sort.

[Pain touches his head again. A muscle in his cheek twitches and his teeth show more than usual, but no more. He's gotten better at suppressing his malfunctions. They seem to worry others so.]

Thythtem will thtore uthername "Friend" if uther wisheth.

[It's just easier to give in. If he was more self-aware, he'd wonder why he was contrary about this in the first place.... He floats his mirror up to double-check the greenhouses' location.]

Thank you...

-=and yet he feels guilty, knowing it causes his friend such stress whenever he argues the subject.

honestly there are times when he wonders what would hurt more, being without him and not knowing what had become of him, or having him here like this, so close but unable to share in the affection he selfishly wants.

regardless, his psii is here and he's not giving him up, even if he's not quite himself anymore. neither of them are=-

[So much easier to give in. The stress is already forgotten. One of the perks(?) of being a helmsman, concentrating on the moment, the most recent command... There is no contemplating a consciousness one doesn't remember.

Nevertheless he sees Signless's downward-cast eyes, a slight slump in posture, an exhaustion to his voice. Wait...]

Ith uther Friend malfuntioning today? Like Thythtem?

[Helmsman malfunctioned every day, but that's beside the point.]

If uther Friend ith tired, perhapth uther should return home and not vithit greenhoutheth.

[Yet he so wanted someone to come with him to see the bees....]

-=he smiles up at helmsman, tired yes, worse even beneath that he refuses to show, but a smile just for his friend, even if it's lost on him=-

No, no. I'm fine. You don't have to worry.

-=signless is also malfunctioning every day, also besides the point=-

I think I'd really enjoy a visit to the greenhouse.

[If enjoying an outing will somehow benefit his admin's health, then he's all for it.]

If uther ith thertain.

[The greenhouses aren't too far. Over a longer distance, he could simply pick him up and fly them over. But he doesn't know how this user would take it, with his health not at a hundred percent. Furthermore, at times, even the non-touch of his psionics seems too close to physical contact. He turns and lifts a biowire to gesture in the right direction.]

The greenhoutheth are located within thuitable walking dithtanthe.

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sorry about rl and hiatusing... /;_;\