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Location: Some noodle restaurant | Company: Eiri, Michael & Rose | Feeling: Happy to stretch their legs
Location: Some noodle restaurant | Company: Rian, Michael & Rose | Feeling: Happy to stretch their legs
Location: Some noodle restaurant | Company: Eirian & Rose | Feeling: Hungry


Eirian looked positively crestfallen at Rose's answer, however, when she gave the ultimatum of taking them, and Michael, with her to visit the next time she went to Azuilt, they perked up a bit. Michael knew more than anyone how heartbreaking it actually was to have to tell them no on things like that, if only because they were so new to the universe. They were so young and inexperienced, he couldn't blame them for just wanting to explore everything there was to explore. It was one of the many, many reasons he had for getting them onto The Fair Queen. The pair leaned in some when Rose pulled the chain out to show it to them.

They'd never seen Azuiltian gold first hand before, it was so beautiful! The way the gold played on her fingers in the light, it was almost like it were still molten, waiting to be crafted. Eirian decided then and there that they wanted Azuiltian gold of their own one day. "Oh... please take me with you when you go... I'd give anything..." They said at the same time, causing Michael to cringe. Their unison when they talked like that was way too perfect to be coincidental. It was their one mind, two bodies showing. They were distracted like toddlers with crayons when she put the pictures of Azuilt in front of them, and they scooted in so close to each other to look at the tablet screen that their cheeks almost touched. Rian held the tablet as Eiri swiped through the pictures.

Michael was worried that they were giving themselves away, however, he found it so endearing he couldn't help but smile and watch them. "Rose, it would make their whole life worth it if you held to that offer." He said, interrupted by the waitress finally showing up. Eirian was far too distracted to bother with ordering, so he got what he knew they would like, a fragrant tea and a bowl of noodles with lots of vegetables and greens for them to share. Eirian was absolutely repulsed by meat, so he'd quit trying six months ago. If they didn't want to eat something, he wasn't going to force them. They liked plenty of fruits and vegetables and other things. For himself, water and plain noodles. "I know what you mean, but the education I received there was definitely worth the time I spent living on Timeghter, and the planet itself is so beautiful, it was worth every cent of my scholarships.... Eiri. Rian." He waited, they scrolled on, ignoring him, though not on purpose, they were just so engrossed.

"Eiri! Rian!" Still more scrolling. He sighed, then finally barked, "Eirian!" Those white haired heads finally snapped up from the tablet. "God, you two are so oblivious sometimes... The chopsticks here are wood, do you have yours?" They nodded and started digging in their packs.

Location: Some noodle restaurant | Company: Eiri, Michael & Rose | Feeling: Happy to stretch their legs
Location: Some noodle restaurant | Company: Rian, Michael & Rose | Feeling: Happy to stretch their legs
Location: Some noodle restaurant | Company: Eirian & Rose | Feeling: Hungry


"Oh no, please don't hurt yourself for us. We'd only want you to do it if you could do it safely." Eiri replied, almost pleading, taking Rose a little too seriously on the jump. It didn't take them long to find their chopsticks in their packs, and they pulled out a long, pale blue fabric sleeve each that velcroed shut at the top and opened them up, withdrawing a pair of polished metal chopsticks that almost looked silver. The chopsticks weren't silver, though, they were rhenium. Rhenium was one of the strongest metals known, and it had become very apparent to Michael very quickly that it was a necessary tool to Eirian's survival. When they were wounded and needed stitches, he had to use a rhenium needle and titanium thread. He thanked the spirits every day for the Azuiltians' talents with metallurgy, without them, he was afraid he would never have found a thread strong enough.

It wasn't that Eirian didn't want to use the wooden chopsticks, it was that they couldn't. The weakest piece of solid matter that could be exposed to any of Eirian's bodily fluids was rhodium, and even rhodium was eventually corroded by them. These bodily fluids unfortunately included their saliva, therefore, if they were to put a pair of those wooden chopsticks into their mouths, they'd only end up hurting themselves and turning the chopsticks into splinters. Michael had put a lot of money, time, and knowledge into making sure they had the proper supplies for anything that might come up, from chopsticks to band-aids to surgical supplies. He thanked God every day- and prayed that she didn't ever start- that Eiri didn't menstruate.

Michael watched as the pair went back to scrolling through the tablet, leaving their chopsticks laid neatly on their pretty blue sleeves in front of them until the food was ready to show up. He'd thought of almost everything, but Eirian's existence was still an enigma for him, and he was surprised he'd managed to keep them alive this long. He'd had a couple of close calls since becoming a "father," but he figured what parent didn't? They were alive and healthy, and that was usually a win in the parental book, right? He turned his attention back to Rose. "So, if you did decide to start schooling, what would you be interested in learning?"

Location: Some noodle restaurant | Company: Eiri, Michael & Rose | Feeling: Happy to stretch their legs
Location: Some noodle restaurant | Company: Rian, Michael & Rose | Feeling: Happy to stretch their legs
Location: Some noodle restaurant | Company: Eirian & Rose | Feeling: Hungry


Michael grinned as he pulled his reading glasses off his face finally and stuck them back into his breast pocket. "If you're going to learn Geology I would definitely suggest Azuiltian universities... As far as 'how the universe works'... that sounds an awful lot like you're saying 'I wanna learn astrophysics.' I could lend you some books if you want, maybe when we go to the bookstore I could show you some good beginners books."

Eirian was still scrolling through, talking between themselves about some of the pictures, when Michael finally tuned in fully to exactly what Rose was saying. He knew damn well what it was that Rose was talking about, and what it was just so happened to be sitting across the table from them. "It... uh... depends, really. What sort of energy sources usually come close to a feeling like that? I don't imagine the two of us get the same effects from the same narcotics. To figure it out, I'll have to know what sorts of energy sources get you high like that, at least a comparable high, in the first place."

Location: Some noodle restaurant | Company: Eiri, Michael & Rose | Feeling: Excited
Location: Some noodle restaurant | Company: Rian, Michael & Rose | Feeling: Excited
Location: Some noodle restaurant | Company: Eirian & Rose | Feeling: Flattered, but...


Dear God, was she hitting on him? She was hitting on him. She should know better. Whether he wasn't actually Feralli or not, she thought he was, and she knew as well as he did that it was dangerous for a Jumper to be with a Feralli. It could be downright cataclysmic. Michael had to resist the urge to scoot away from her, mostly because he didn't want to offend her, but he also had to figure out a way to reject her hint at "spending off the extra energy."

He cleared his throat. "Well, ah, we don't fly through nebulae, it would destroy the ship. We could pass close by, but flying through nebulae is as dangerous as flying through super novae. Don't do it unless you're suicidal... But I get what you mean, and the only way we would have a star in the engines is if they were quantum singularity engines, but they'd be black holes at that point- not stars..." The Fair Queen did have quantum singularity engines, quite a few of them in fact that he risked his life quite often to beat with a torque wrench, but as he'd told her before, anything he said on the details of the ship could and would be considered an act of mutiny.

"We have decent labs on board, though, labs I have a lot of clearance to use. Labs with containment chambers. I could put you into one of the containment chambers the next time the high rolled around, run the necessary tests, then give you a small dose of Suxamethonium Chloride to help you come down... It's a pretty strong anesthetic, but if the high's as high as you say, it just might be what we need. I'm not great at internal medicine, though, I'd really have to do some research just to make sure I'm thinking of the right drugs and what drugs I could use if those fail." Suddenly, he realized his ethereal culprit to Rose's high was about to get her that way again, and just as he snatched her tablet away from them, the food happened to show up. Good. Now he could stuff his face and Eirian could calm down and lose that glow to their eyes, hopefully before they could get Rose stoned. "Time to eat! Finally! I'm starved!"

Demetrius was sitting at a table across the room from the four. He'd finally found the girl, as it turns out he wasn't expecting that, but it was a nice surprise. He had felt her wandering around in the market earlier, while he was doing his purchasing, but because he wasn't really looking for her, she'd left before he could identify what that twinge was. It'd been at least two decades since his last encounter with another of his kind, being no real reason to return home at the present.

Slowly eating his noodles he watches her levitate into the air, acting all, the term humans like to use is, giddy as a school girl. He's noticed she's been showing interest in the man with her. Something has to be affecting her to cause her to act like that towards someone that physically bad for her. Putting his pay down for his food, he stands up. "Keep the change." He tells the waitress. Standing 5'10" tall, wearing black boots, dark gray pants, dark brown elbow length shirt, all covered by a knee length tan trench style coat. On his waist attached to his legs are a pair of sabers that sway gently as he walks. A double shoulder holster peeking through where his coat lay open. As he reaches the group the marks on his hands, neck, and face, once invisible slowly start to glow.

Demetrius takes half a step back, his hand instinctively reacting to the person suddenly in front of him by quickly moving towards the hilt of his sword. He stops himself seeing its just the other jumper. He notices her marks glowing strong and bright. Looking down at her he replies in the same tongue, his voice smooth and dark. "I am, at least as real as you are. From out there."

He recognizes her affections as being caused by an over abundance of power rushing though her, and that it'll slowly start of affect him soon. With a small gesture of his hand, they both disappear from the noodle restaurant and appear in the middle of the atrium. Now tell me, who are you?