Kaisel
There's certainly truth to Koa's thinking about Melita, given she'd done quite the opposite of saving him during a grand skinny-dipping moment (yes, yes, his fault too). Kaisel wisely decides not to mention this, because while it's normally a tale worth telling his older cousin, given who he'd been swimming with, it seems better left off the recent adventures list. "The one and the same," Kaisel laughs, the sound deepening as Koa reveals her as the balloon bandit. "That only makes it a million times better." Though gods, what a thought, that these barracks won't be standing much longer, and like the balloons floating away, it'll just be memory they hang onto. It sobers Kaisel a bit, the laughter fading away as they continue to walk out towards the main roads and the ice cream therein.
"Yeah," he continues, less airy with humor now than just the truth of the moment as he retells it. "She saved me from being shipwrecked on an island in Torchline. I've been trying to learn how to sail, you see, and might have overestimated my current skill level." He shrugs, because ultimately he would have been fine with both channels up his sleeve then, but he is glad he could ride back on the Firecracker instead of with a spirit. This lends well to Koa's interest in his new home, and Kaisel pointedly doesn't try to lift up the nonchalance and look beneath it for what's been swept under. It's hidden for a reason.
"Yeah, I got my desk and locker set up in an office there now, and it took a bit of getting used to, but I've settled in with their ranks now. Don't even get all the low man jobs anymore these days, and they've always let me join the groups of solldiers that get dispatched up here." It likely helps that Flora has a hand in the commands, but he won't be looking a gift horse in its mouth, thank you. "Having sand everywhere has taken some getting used to," he admits with a half-laugh, shaking his head as if sand might come tumbling free with the morion right now. "It's everything I wanted," he says after a moment, quieter, as if the truth of finding what he needed beyond these stones is difficult to admit to. He can't deny it though, and while he's always worn a smile as easy as anything else, there's a fullness to it now like never before. He's quiet for a minute, but carefully glances over at Koa as they walk, preparing a breath before letting it loose. "I hope you'll visit, at least." It's a small, careful wish that he sets out there, hoping it's not so fragile it can't stand up on its own before Koa.
"Yeah," he continues, less airy with humor now than just the truth of the moment as he retells it. "She saved me from being shipwrecked on an island in Torchline. I've been trying to learn how to sail, you see, and might have overestimated my current skill level." He shrugs, because ultimately he would have been fine with both channels up his sleeve then, but he is glad he could ride back on the Firecracker instead of with a spirit. This lends well to Koa's interest in his new home, and Kaisel pointedly doesn't try to lift up the nonchalance and look beneath it for what's been swept under. It's hidden for a reason.
"Yeah, I got my desk and locker set up in an office there now, and it took a bit of getting used to, but I've settled in with their ranks now. Don't even get all the low man jobs anymore these days, and they've always let me join the groups of solldiers that get dispatched up here." It likely helps that Flora has a hand in the commands, but he won't be looking a gift horse in its mouth, thank you. "Having sand everywhere has taken some getting used to," he admits with a half-laugh, shaking his head as if sand might come tumbling free with the morion right now. "It's everything I wanted," he says after a moment, quieter, as if the truth of finding what he needed beyond these stones is difficult to admit to. He can't deny it though, and while he's always worn a smile as easy as anything else, there's a fullness to it now like never before. He's quiet for a minute, but carefully glances over at Koa as they walk, preparing a breath before letting it loose. "I hope you'll visit, at least." It's a small, careful wish that he sets out there, hoping it's not so fragile it can't stand up on its own before Koa.
You was talkin' shit in the beginning
Back when I was feelin' more forgivin'
I know it piss you off to see me winnin'
Back when I was feelin' more forgivin'
I know it piss you off to see me winnin'
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
