// i will try to get to the replies i owe tomorrow, whenever my brain stops being friend auuugh

&. 𝐀 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝.

"... Let's go in." He turns around, deadpan. He's not kidding, he truly wishes to go explore the depths. If his hypothesis is right, the fall shouldn't be too difficult, it's /where/ they will end up that might cause confusion.

"I... cannot say. I believe it was before I ended up here, when I... Hmm..." He furrows his brow, annoyed at the gap in his memory. He's right on the cusp of remembering too. Walking up to the side of the hole, he looks down inside. ...! His guts were correct, there's a earthpulse nexus here!

"I can say with certitude none of them are mentioned in it." Mikleo looks back at the shrine. This was... a seal? Ruins from the Era of the gods most likely. If he had more time to inspect them he could confirm his guess but... "... I know this feeling! I felt it before, back in my time."

Alright, alright, gramps, I get it... Don't you still get a kick out of discovering new things, though?

... 💧 No need to fake it if diving into the unknown isn't your style.

Doesn't archeology fill you with glee...?

#スレミク #sormik

Investigating holes is so exciting!

He's lucky that Mikleo can show some restraints, or else he might have dizzied out the other with the multiple conjectures plaguing his mind right now. Rather, he will respond with simplicity. "There's something peculiar about this hole. Does it have to do with what you planned to explain?"

"... Huh?" He was halfway paying attention to the other, snapping back when he heard him speak. He will investigate the earthpulse later. They came here for Shiro after all. "That's no surprise. It holds so much history, even at first glance. Those carvings look unfamiliar."

For someone who try to act mature, especially on first impressions, Mikleo caves into his childishness. ... He'll surely blame a heat stroke or something later. For now though, time for payback. Palms upward, he calls forth water, with the intention to offer an unwarranted refreshing shower.

"Fascinating!" The cape, the lovely view on the ocean... Ah, but who cares about that. There are ruins! Now THAT absorbed all of Mikleo's attention. He made his way closer to the shrine's chasm, but stopped in his track, pinpointing the source of energy he felt a while ago. "A nexus, here?"

He silently trails behind Shiro, keeping a close eye on him. If he bothers making this detour, surely it's a place of great importance. He can't be doing this only for the water seraph. Ah well, no matter the reason, the forest is calm and peaceful. It's truly a bliss to be here.

"There's a shrine nearby?" Now that makes him perk up, ecstasic. He's already envisioning the discoveries for himself. When they stepped into the woods, though, his senses became more alert. He may not feel the earthpulse points like earth malaks do, but he detects something ahead. "Mhm..."

"Really?" He tilts his head to the side, hand resting on his chin. He can't say no to discovering new areas, and his enthusiasm is hard to hide. "Where to?"

"Well-- it's not like I /have/ to." He huffs a bit, folding his arms. Though, Shiro guessed correctly. "I have a duty towards my vessel to fulfill."

"I get it's something personal, but..." He wants to bring up how Shiro doesn't have to bear the burden alone, but, Mikleo never was one to speak his mind clearly. "Urg! Nevermind."

Silently furrowing his brows.

"... Well, whatever your reason is, don't let it eat you up."

Gah! He flinches, scrunching his nose. Felt way too real to not be... well, real. "Hey--!" He conjures a mote of water, flicking it back.

Oh great, just great, he's seeing mirages now.

"... You look disoriented."

..... ?

// if i wasnt a coward id ask charms to have matching icons with his sorey 👉👈

Even the heat is starting to affect the water seraph... He can't stand it.

"A puppet that can no longer be used is mere garbage. This puppet's role has just ended." -Majora, Legend of Zelda Majora's Mask #LoZRP #MVRP

Cool cool cool cool cool, keep your cool. Can't become all emotional, Mikleo has a reputation to maintain after all. ... *Ahem*. He tries his best to stay calm and collected, with poor success. "... You've still got your bedhead."

.......... !!!

He didn't mean to act like a stalker, but the water Seraph picked up clues along the way to find where Kanji was last seen. Luckily for Mikleo, slipping inside the palace was a piece of cake. It's that easy when most can't perceive his presence... Though, he knows the frost elf is aware of it.

// to revamp or not to revamp. I love u mikleo but i dont have any traction going for you bby 😔😔 (also my 100line brainrot is taking all the free storage space for rp motivation lol) I might rework on this profile layout later

Who wants freshly made ice pops~?

⸜❤︎⸝‍ 𝑨𝒔𝒉𝒚’𝒔 T͟e͟m͟p̲l͟a͟t͟e͟ ！

"It's a long story. Don't fret about it." He waved his hand nonchalantly. "May I ask your name?"

Oh, she can see the water seraph? He assumes so with how she stares at him. Though, just to double check, he whips out a kind smile, and waves at the other. "You can see me...?"

Missing his childhood friend hour.

He can make ice pops for anyone who needs it !

‎⠀ ׂ  ͏◜ ♡̲ ⠀‟ &͟ ⠀⠀ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐⁱᵈˡᵃⁿᵈᵉʳˑ 𝜔ay 𝜎f 𝜏he 𝛼rcher.⠀⠀┈─⠀⠀ᥫ᭡ ‎⠀ ‎⠀

It's so hot today... even his ✨️delicious✨️ frozen treats aren't enough to thraw the heat.

// this is still the case i cant escape help 100line swallowed me whole 😭💕

What's this all about? A flower? He never saw one like this before, with such a vivid blue too! ... What species? Is it poisonous? Is it cursed? Refusing a gift would be rude so... "I'll take good care of it, Merlin." He mimics his gesture, reaching his hand to collect the delicate flower.

"...?" He couldn't hear what the other was mumbling about, but it got him curious, head tilting inquisitively. Though, the Seraph was taught not to pry, albeit his enthusiastic nosiness at times. "Yes, that works for me. Do you have a preference? You've got quite a lenghty name yourself."

"Ugh! Fiiiiine... Only because you asked nicely." With a snap of the wrist, Mikleo draws the water out of Sunday's outfit, flicking the droplets off to the side. "There. Better?"