Well, you know this time better than I do and I don't wanna embarrass myself.
[ Even Mikleo's awkward rush to change the subject doesn't wipe the smile and the fluttering feeling of happiness away and he rushes forward with the conversation, like his mouth is making up for lost time by spewing out the words as fast as it can. ]
I don't think I could handle being shirtless everywhere! Too cold and too much skin exposed to things like oil when you're cooking, and itchy foliage, and acid rains, and bug bites-
[ He stops listing things when it's clear Mikleo has rolled his eyes and made the I'm-not-listening-but-actually-I-am-but-you've-said-enough face and steps forward. Bumping Mikleo's forehead with his. ]
Legendary Sub Lord Mikleo was there for most of the interesting ones. The rest was just...a very long, weird nap with an ancient Empyrean that involved a lot of talking about things...
I don't think a shirt is going to protect you from acid rain, Sorey...
[No more shirtless talk, though. Despite Sorey's general attitude towards it, Mikleo's eyes light up when he mentions an Empyrean. While of course, it's not fun Sorey was napping for so long, he's back now so it's cool?]
An Empyrean? Is that what Maotelus calls himself? Wait, Sorey, did you actually speak with Maotelus?! What was he like? You must've learned a great deal from him, right? About the Shepherds, and past civilizations! He's one of the oldest and most powerful seraphim! I can't imagine the wisdom he has to share...
[ He lets the corners of his mouth twitch into a semi-frown when Mikleo starts up about Maotelus. He loves the guy (god?) -very fluffy and personable - but after a couple hundred years of him he's a little tired.
Still, Mikleo hardly gets this excited and when he does it's hard not to get swept up in it. ]
I keep forgetting you weren't there with me....But, yes. Actually, I spent most of my time asleep talking to him.
[ He laughs a bit, not wanting to ruin Mikleo's image of Maotelus with talks of fluffy hair and roping him games of I spy that always revolved around something green. ]
He was a lot friendlier than I thought he was going to be and...he was sorry. About everything we went through.
[It's weird to think of like your god being sorry, and especially being sorry for you. But Maotelus is just another seraph technically so he must have thoughts and feelings like everyone else.]
I don't know what he has to be sorry for. It's not like he could've predicted or prevented Michael from doing what he did...
Still, I wish I could have been there. It's not everyday you get to talk to- Or... I guess it was, huh? Even so, there's a lot we don't understand about the five Lords. I'm sure later you'll be able to shed some light on it all for us. Although for now, I should probably be catching you up... Right.
[Realizing he's rambling, his cheeks flush slightly as he gets himself back on track.]
Is there anything in particular you're curious about, Sorey? For now, it might be too much to go over everything you missed.
thats a round about ass way to ask sorey to take off his shirt mik
[ Even Mikleo's awkward rush to change the subject doesn't wipe the smile and the fluttering feeling of happiness away and he rushes forward with the conversation, like his mouth is making up for lost time by spewing out the words as fast as it can. ]
I don't think I could handle being shirtless everywhere! Too cold and too much skin exposed to things like oil when you're cooking, and itchy foliage, and acid rains, and bug bites-
[ He stops listing things when it's clear Mikleo has rolled his eyes and made the I'm-not-listening-but-actually-I-am-but-you've-said-enough face and steps forward. Bumping Mikleo's forehead with his. ]
Legendary Sub Lord Mikleo was there for most of the interesting ones. The rest was just...a very long, weird nap with an ancient Empyrean that involved a lot of talking about things...
mikleo is on a babe hunt
[No more shirtless talk, though. Despite Sorey's general attitude towards it, Mikleo's eyes light up when he mentions an Empyrean. While of course, it's not fun Sorey was napping for so long, he's back now so it's cool?]
An Empyrean? Is that what Maotelus calls himself? Wait, Sorey, did you actually speak with Maotelus?! What was he like? You must've learned a great deal from him, right? About the Shepherds, and past civilizations! He's one of the oldest and most powerful seraphim! I can't imagine the wisdom he has to share...
too bad mikleo's the only babe here, eh?
Still, Mikleo hardly gets this excited and when he does it's hard not to get swept up in it. ]
I keep forgetting you weren't there with me....But, yes. Actually, I spent most of my time asleep talking to him.
[ He laughs a bit, not wanting to ruin Mikleo's image of Maotelus with talks of fluffy hair and roping him games of I spy that always revolved around something green. ]
He was a lot friendlier than I thought he was going to be and...he was sorry. About everything we went through.
babe ur the only bAbe I see
[It's weird to think of like your god being sorry, and especially being sorry for you. But Maotelus is just another seraph technically so he must have thoughts and feelings like everyone else.]
I don't know what he has to be sorry for. It's not like he could've predicted or prevented Michael from doing what he did...
Still, I wish I could have been there. It's not everyday you get to talk to- Or... I guess it was, huh? Even so, there's a lot we don't understand about the five Lords. I'm sure later you'll be able to shed some light on it all for us. Although for now, I should probably be catching you up... Right.
[Realizing he's rambling, his cheeks flush slightly as he gets himself back on track.]
Is there anything in particular you're curious about, Sorey? For now, it might be too much to go over everything you missed.