Day 270 ♊Fuck off, assholes, can't you see I'm flowerpicking

[polariity]

Who: The Helmsman and Disciple
Open: Closed
When: 270
Where: from the Tower to the Skyway
What: The Helmsman is on now on a mission, and he's dragging his favorite cat along
Format: Prose
Warnings: Psii's mangled quirk and language

As was becoming slowly custom, Psii had gone off on his own to lay in grass and wander around a bit. Unlike other times, however, he's actually done something called "social interaction" and, well, that's just about changed everything for the plan today.

It's best demonstrated when he returns to the hive, glancing inside only long enough to make sure that Disciple is both there and awake.

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And with that, he starts to float right back out of the apartment.

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[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

"A party. Okay then. We need flowers. For a party."

She feels a little silly bringing her knife now but she supposes she could always use it in case something tries to attack them. Or steal their wealth of flowers.

"...That's definitely not something I thought I'd be saying."

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That actually makes him come to a pause, brow furrowing in worry.

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A long time ago, he thought... When they never had enough for silly pleasantries like party decorations, streamers or even just dumb cheap pointy hats, but that stubborn jackass would insist because it would make people feel more welcome if there was something, and there were always flowers so long as you knew what to approach and wouldn't kill you...

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

"There was. There used to be flower. Unless I'm misremembering that I know how to make flower chains. I meant saying it here?"

She really meant since then, since things changed, but here worked too. She'd sort of thought parties and flowers were behind her, a fond memory.

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The reassurance that his mind is still fine, still remembers things from so far back, seems to reassure him and he eases up. The route down towards the bottom floor continues.

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Maybe that's just the fact that he still thinks this is a hallucination talking, but there are worse things than the end of the world. He got to learn that the hard way.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

"Mn, true. I suppose I just didn't think this was a place that did parties...Silly of me I guess. They do have weird pastry trees--and have you seen those weird...moobeasts?"

She shuddered a little, shaking her head. There's something viscerally wrong about them.

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A look.

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Yeah, as it turns out, the donut trees and cow abominations haven't exactly given him faith in his own state of mind. Funny, that.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

'Wow, you ate an entire bowl of oranges, do you really still think this is a hallucination? Did you hallucinate that stomach ache?' is what she wants to say, but insisting she's real hasn't gotten her very far. Maybe it's the little things that work better in this sort of situation.

"They don't exactly make this place feel less fantastic to me either but I'm not accepting them as normal. In dreams, I tend to do that. You were once a seadweller and I somehow thought that was totally normal. A finface with psiionics."

[polariity]

Well, that's one way to make him come to a completely stop. The look he sends her is positively grossed out, accompanied by full body shudders. He spent enough time near water and salt even before it became his entire world. Being a seadweller... Euch.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

"To be fair, I was too. But like I said, it was weird but I totally accepted it. By the way, you're still hot as a seadweller and still a sarcastic idiot. So not much changed. Besides me seriously worrying about my subconscious when I woke up."

She nudges him forward, "Come on, flowers for the party full of weird assorted humans and one dragon, right?"

[polariity]

He's still making a disbelieving face, even as he lets himself be prodded further. The hallucinations keep getting weirder... Finally as they reach the ground floor, he rolls his neck around a bit. His shoulders and neck always hurt, but he's become used to it now.

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[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

"I can't control my dreams--streamers?"

She thought about the places she'd been so far. Hmn. Unless they pasted leaves together, streamers would be hard. Maybe they could make garlands.

"Maybe ropes of flowers? Like flower crowns but longer? Though I don't know what else we would use for decoration."

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Finally, all the stairs are over and done with, and the doors are pushed open until they're standing underneath the sun. That'd usually be another sign of a hallucination, but he's unfortunately too smart. There's been too much time spent out in space for him to believe every sun will be like Alternia's sun. Instead, he just sends it a suspicious glare before looking back to the direction of the Skyway.

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[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

"Can you make them with your psionics or am I going to have cramped hands by the end of this" She says teasingly, blinking her eyes to adjust them to the sun. At least it wasn't blindingly bright.

"...Really? You think you can beat me there?"

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When he grins, the scars across his face stretch oddly but he doesn't seem to notice much even if it doesn't make him the prettiest princess at the ball.

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[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

It's an odd look on him, the way it stretches, but she doesn't mind. Him smiling is still an odd enough occurrence that she's just thrilled to see he's doing it. That and she's stuck on him claiming he's faster.

"Well, we'll just have to see won't we?"

And because she's actually fairly sure he could do laps around her with psionics, she cheats, running ahead before they can do a count.

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Gasp. A cheater, huh? For shame. What sort of impressions will they make upon the local alien population with all this cheating going on? Terrible ones, probably. They can't have that.

Which is why he reigns himself in to be fair...

Even if that includes suddenly bursting past in a flurry of red and blue. It actually does feel nice to not be restrained.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

Disciple is a fast runner when she puts her mind to it. She still has nothing on the troll pinball that is Psiioniic. She scowls as he rolls shoots past her but she's a little too busy breathing as she runs to call him anything in particular.

He might have heard a frustrated whine as he bursts ahead though, like a cat. Or an ambulance.

[polariity]

His bloodpump bleeds for her and her frustrated cat noises. It really does. That would certainly explain the smirk on his face when he finally comes to a stop at the Skyway to wait for her.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

Disciple gives him a dirty look from afar and when she finally reaches him, she smacks his shoulder. It's not a hard smack by any means. In a foot race, she'd beat him anytime but not when he flies.

"Stupid cheating psionic."

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Despite the snark in the floating words, he still seems to hover closer to her, arm pressing against hers, like he's not sure how serious he should take it. It's still hard to be confident when ever other hallucination with her hasn't always been for the better.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

She presses her shoulder against him, the subtle reassurance implicit in her touch. He's always been ridiculous and she knows it and she's sure he knows that she does.

"Well the rules were clearly implied."

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A touch he can reciprocate, a touch he wants to reciprocate... And he knows, he knows it has to be all in his head (what is he going to do if it isn't?) but still. It's nice. He presses his face down against her shoulder, eyes going half-lidded.

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[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

She leans against him for a long moment, avoiding his horns after one pokes her own. As long as he needs reassurance, she's happy to provide.

"Hey I didn't realize I was also the search party as well as the backup. Um, look for bushes and splashes of color. If you see all reds and pinks and blue trunks then we've gone way too far and ended up where I came in."

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The only thing he really remembers is that initial journey away from the scrapheap that was once a part of their glorious Empress' ship. He thinks there were flowers along the way, certainly, but there was no telling what would keep from killing people at a party. He finally detaches from her side, glancing around disinterestedly.

[disciplewhomsignlessloves]

Disciple steps forward and wanders out into the abyss. She still gets nervous, even with the path beneath her feet, but it's actually a bit more reassuring to have Psii here with her. At least he'd catch her if she tipped off or something ridiculous.

"I wasn't exactly looking for flowers but I suppose it's all the same skills. Hunting moving things is harder after all."