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talesofthepeculiar · 2 years
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Alma Peregrine :)
My dog is keeping me awake so now it is everyone else’s problem >:) I answer more AU asks
- Miss P treats all of the kids as her own of course, but feels particularly motherly over more specific wards.
- particularly Nyx and Nox (the twins), Emma, Bronwyn, and Victor.
- Victor absolutely loathes it and rejects her motherly instinct, but the Twins absolutely see Miss Peregrine as their mother bird.
- Even the other kids slip up sometimes. Millard has called her Mum on multiple occasions and apologised profusely, Enoch always calls her mum when he is half asleep in the morning, and pretends like never does.
- It makes her heart squeeze, she rather enjoys it.
- Miss Peregrine takes “difficult” wards on purpose, because she is a lot less anxious and easily stressed than most ymbrynes are. Almost all of her wards are considered high maintenance in some way, and the other ymbrynes are impressed by how well they get along and function together.
- I can’t remember which book, but I’m pretty sure it’s stated that peculiars are put in loops by how convenient their peculiarities are with one anothers. Aside from Fiona and Hugh, she has not once taken a ward for “convenience” or “balance.” She takes them because they need a home and figures the rest out later.
- She has better stress management probably because she’s a bird of prey, many ymbrynes take characteristics from birds they transform into and Miss P is no exception.
- Also she is Autistic! Because I said so.
- So are most of her wards, theyre all at least Neurodivergent. So she makes sure that she has 1 on 1 teaching time with them so they get the help they need.
- She also encourages them to practice their peculiarities often, especially in unconventional ways.
It’s part of the reason Enoch gets a whole basement room for his homunculi, why Fiona grows topiary shrubs, and why Victor is not (usually) scolded for throwing boulders off a cliff.
- She has definitely seen all of her wards cry, and was the one who comforted them every time.
- She doesn’t sleep enough, not even by Ymbryne standards. Emma, Bronwyn, and Millard have to force her to rest most of the time.
- ESPECIALLY after all of the conflict in the series.
- She normally refers to her wards by their last name, unless she’s Really angry with them. And then she’ll say their full names.
Victor hears his full name a lot. So did Abe.
- She occasionally cycles through all her wards names to get to the right one. She has called Bronwyn Victor, Jacob Abe, and has even accidentally called Millard Myron before.
- It is very embarrassing, but at least the peculiars all laugh at it in good fun.
- Miss Peregrine is AroAce, so she’s happy to still be at least a mother figure. Bronwyn looks up to her for that, since she also wants to me a mum and is Aroace!
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frecklydork · 3 years
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I just got home from an absolutely heinous day at work... and I still don’t have a bunch of alien robots transforming outta their vehicle forms to come over and hold me and kiss my head 😤😤 
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nem0-kn0ws-n0t · 3 years
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Hermits when theres a physical fight/wrestling nearby
This is my vibe check, feel free to give opinions.
Bdubs- loudly reacts, tries to go up and stop them, gets dragged into it. Holds his own
Cub- doesnt really react, if its someone hes close to he'll snip the other or what have you, might sell you numbing cream at the end. Starts a betting pool
Doc- wpuld demand to know whats going on, he has such a precense that the fight would immediately stop. Might let them continue, might chide them for being idiots
Etho- films the entire thing but you never see his camera, gives tips to both sides
False-would intervene, if its for fun will tell them off for bad fighting style and teach them how and where to punch.
Scar-Does not notice, hes been zoned out for 10 minutes now. If dragged into it, will talk his way out
Grian- talks smack, watches from the sidelines
Gem- calls for help, if she manages to pull them apart, she sits them down and tells them sternly why that was a bad idea. Will scold while patching wounds.
Hypno- has popcorn, reassures everyone around about the fight, will drag people apart if it starts to get dangerous
Jevin- tries to talk them out of it, but will start swinging if they're assholes about it
Impulse- "oh no!" In that voice of his, if noone holds him back he'll try and pull them apart with little success, if hes stopped he'll anxiously stay on the side trying to find why theyre fighting
Iskall- jokes about it to get them to calm down, but gets dragged into it. Does a good job at calming everyone down by knocking them unconcious
Joe-pulls them apart by talking, talks so much he gets punched in the face and falls over. Is still talking while trying to stop the nose bleed
Keralis- has shirts for both sides and a head band. Also the paint on his cheeks. Hes cheering both sides on interchangeably, if they try and drag him into it he disappears.
Mumbo- Nervously jokes about it to get them to calm down, but gets dragged into it. Gets knocked unconcious pretty fast, but he managed to get a few hits in while flailing around.
Pearl-is not impressed but a bit amused, stays on the sidelines, amyone who gets too close to her gets one punch hit.Participates in the betting pool
Ren- tries to calm down, ends up double teaming with someone and gets really agressive into punching, does talk the whole time. Likely to win
Stress- She talks loudly and scolds them and tries to call their moms
Tango-having the time of his life, holds back impulse, cheers people on, asks for more violence
TFC- who even dares to pick a fight infront of him. They spot him and immediately stop fighting.
Beef- tries to pull them apart, also tries to understand why the fight started, is not amused when its dumb reasons, makes them feel bad for being idiots. Still friendly tho
Wels- stops them, tells them exactly why that was a bad idea, if someoen starts talking back he smacks them around a bit and they shut up quick.
xB- is vaguely interested, but street brawls are kinda pathetic. Will go "ouch" in place of the fighters
Xisuma- picks everyone up and moves them away. Gives them a disapointed glare, stays with them till the police arrives, if its someone he knows he'll drag them away anf they're in for a unpleasant time
Zedaph- full on commenter voice, gets dragged by the hair into the fight but manages to escape, all while commenting on their fighting "exchelant phunching there, defhinitchly broke my thooth"
Cleo- Starts the fights. 'Nuff said.
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disaster-fruit · 3 years
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could you tell us more about the brarg family au with the 3 babies and trans luci?
I definitely can! This au has been living rent free in my head since i started that drawing and I was actually sketching more stuff for the AU right before I got this ask so- I definitely can ramble more about it
This was supposed to be just a collection of a few hcs and now it’s a multi-pages word document the size of a fanfic so – Im really sorry.
I didn’t think a lot about their backstories tbh, though I have it in my mind that Luciano transition in his late teens and that he and martin either met after that or knew each other before luciano came out, lost all contact, and then met again after (and you can blame oxiosas fic for that yeah im not even subtle)
But I imagine them having some sort of meet cute and kinda progressing really fast in their relationship without realizing – yk, its just a fling, no big deal, yeah ive met his parents, yes I basically spend every weekend in his apartment, yeah I have a spare key now, ops I guess we’re adopting dogs and plants together- oh I think we’re married. Yeah. We’re married.
Ok but for real Luci does the proper proposal-with-a-ring-and-knelt-down-on-a-special-day thing and Martin is just bright red saying yes over and over again
It is Afonso (port) the first to be all WHERE ARE MY GRANDCHILDREN like… the night of their wedding.
They live in a house in a not too big city with two dogs, one cat, one parrot and all the birds that Luciano feeds and names that aren’t actually theirs. Still, they choose the house with two spare rooms because they always talked about having two kids.
In this AU they can buy a nice house and don’t have to worry about money and can raise kids like the world isn’t ending.
I think right after they got married they got in line for adoption. However, everything indicated that it would take a long long time so they started talking about the possibility of trying to have a biological kid. I think luci was the one to suggest it when he noticed martin had been thinking about it but not saying anything for a while.
Lots of boring doctor visits and confused doctors looking at luciano and trying to process it like the dumb cishets they are. Boring exams and all that, but everything is on track eventually, luci pauses his hrt and keeps his jockstrap on the drawer and they’re googling the best positions for fertility on those weird cishet sites and doing it like bunnies etc etc
Getting pregnant the natural way after years of testosterone is not the easiest thing in the world, so it takes a while. But eventually it works.
Both of them are kinda freaking out with this whole first pregnancy thing. Martin is the ultimate protective husband, and spends way too much time on the internet finding out what luciano can and can’t eat, what exercises he should do, and going to every single doctor visit. He’s very committed to it.
Luciano has to drink non-alcoholic beer and hates life. There’s a single teardrop shed every time he buys it. And drinks a lot of lemonade like it’s the same as caipirinha. Poor guy. Martin doesn’t help on that, life isn’t fair, he buys his own beer.
But he also has to drive absurd lengths to find the weirdest fruit or make the most hideous, blasphemous pizza toppings because Luciano is constantly craving absurd shit. But poor baby actually really NEEDS that chicken M&M pizza at 8am.
They’re super proud daddies though, and both their instagrams at this point are just baby belly pictures. Luci had top surgery on this au on my hc so also. Lots of shirtless pics. He looks like an old uncle with a beer belly and he’s PROUD. Just. Baby bellies all over.
Martin picks the entire baby layette. Because of course he does.
Their baby shower is a huge deal though. Their dads are there, Antonio brings an entire trunk filled with diapers and tells everyone how many tincho used to need when he was a baby, Afonso is cooking for everyone and talking about how he’s gonna be a grandfather (!!!). Iracema (pindorama) is scolding Luci about his bad habits while also quietly being a super proud grandma. Zola (angola) bought toys because she knows that’s what kids actually like, Samero (Mozão) keeps asking if they installed all the necessary security stuff in their house – we will, chill, we still have some months to go – Vera (Tomé) is teasing Simão (Timor) about him no longer being the family baby, Fatima (g.bissau) is another one who bought a huge amount of diapers, Rosinha (cabo verde) is taking pictures of everyone and everything, Sebas and Dani are discussing if the kid should speak Portuguese or Spanish, Maria brought a huge pink plushy as a gift, it’s quite a party.
Once they’re late in the pregnancy, Luciano mostly spends his time on Martin’s oversized t-shirts asking for foot rubs and not getting much sleep because the baby keeps moving. Martin on the other hand is a little nervous about being a dad, but absolutely loves feeling the little kicks and talking to the baby all the time, except when its 3am and he wants to sleep but Luci cant because of it so he just does his best to keep him company. He mostly ends up falling asleep on his chest though and doesn’t help much
I wrote all of this but I still don’t have a name for the girl lol Anyway, she’s finally born, and if martin was overprotective when Luciano was pregnant, he’s ten times more with his baby girl. Tbh theyre both kinda going crazy with this whole parenting thing, both are overprotective, tired, and have no idea what theyre doing.
Zola and Sebastian are the girl’s godparents. Sebastian isn’t very good with kids so when he takes care of his niece he either puts on a tv show and lets her eat whatever crap she wants, or relies on Daniel to do the actual taking care, since he is good with kids.
Luciano and Martin are very much neurotic first-timers and have all this schedule of what their girl can eat and when and when she has to sleep etc etc.
When Zola takes care of her, she just ignores it and does it her way. She helped raised Luci since he was a baby anyway, he survived just fine and even married and reproduced, she knows what to do better than both the dumbasses, and they never even find out.
Afonso on the other had follows everything when he’s with his granddaughter, determined to be a better grandfather than he was a father, and the baby loves him so he’s doing a good job.
They’re a very cute family yes yes
She grows up well and happy, a bit shy maybe but very smart and sweet, loves the dogs and her aunts and uncles and granddads (afonso more than antonio though)
By the way, Iracema is soft like butter with her granddaughter.
When she’s about four or five years old they start talking about having a second one, considering the age difference and all. So back to doctors, Luci stops the hrt again and they go back to trying, but again it’s not the easiest thing in the world to do it naturally after years of hrt.
But god listens to the prayers of such good catholic family, and right after they start thinking about a second child, they receive the news they will finally get to adopt a baby.
Luciano is the one to receive the news, he’s working at home when the social worker comes to tell him they can finally adopt. He’s extremely happy, he hugs the poor lady and is barely able to concentrate as she explains the paperwork that is left and the details of it because he can’t stop smiling.
He immediately texts martin saying something like “CALL ME RIGHT NOW WE NEED TO TALK” and it’s in happy caps but martin understands it wrong and thinks someone is dying or dead but then his phone is what dies so he gets home as fast as he can thinking all the worst scenarios just to find luciano jumping on him with a smile for ear to ear. It’s such a shock he takes a while to react but when he does you have two idiots so happy they can’t function.
It’s another girl, she has big brown eyes like her sister and it’s a few months old.
They quickly reassemble the crib and paint the second room to get everything ready in time to take her home, and the next week or so it’s nothing but all the family visiting to meet their new baby.
Since they managed to adopt, they decided to stop trying to have another kid. Luciano goes back to the doctor do some routine exams so that he can go back to testosterone and the doctor just awkwardly explains that, well, that won’t be exactly possible. Not for the next eight months, at least.
He’s quite shocked at that, and takes him a while to tell martin. They just got a new baby and do they even have space to raise three kids? Eventually it just escapes from him and martin is shocked as well, but ultimately both of them are just worried about their place being too small, and once they relax about that they can’t shut up about having another baby on the way to anyone.
Still, it’s not easy to manage, martin is just as worried as he was with their eldest, except that this time he’s simultaneously worried about their new baby and about Luci’s pregnancy. Poor dude needs a break asap. So he’s trying to do most of the work of caring for a little baby to spare luciano from the stress, while also taking care of him as well as he did the other time.
Luci is more chill about being pregnant, he’s done this before, he’s fine. He’s even a little too chill about it, as shown in the art, he still wants to carry their kid on his shoulder and having a few sips of martin’s beer is no big deal and honestly he’s fine, he can help with the baby, and Tincho just needs to relax and it will all be fine.
Again, poor tincho needs a break.
Some things don’t change though. Them being super proud daddies who do nothing but take pictures of their kids and Luci’s belly every chance they get. And they’re really happy and excited to have their house full and this big family.
Just a good cute family AU where nothing bad ever happens thank you very much.  Yet it took me almost 2k words to say it. I have no self control and I’m very sorry. However, if anyone has their own hcs to add about this whole au, I will be more than happy to hear and talk about this AU even more than I’ve already done.
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cool-guysyndrome · 5 years
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(I was gonna post this to Instagram first but the story got too long so here sees it first skkdhdh)
Title: dammit why do i always give the angst a resolution
TW: anxiety attack, heckloads of angst, swearing because virgil+stress=i get to write swearwords
Patton paced the dimly lit room, becoming more agitated with every step. He didn't know where he was, why he was there, how he got there, anything. It was awful being completely in the dark, thrown randomly into some foreign place with no forewarning or instructions. He had so many questions that it was hard to think at all. Where were his friends? Were they okay? Were they even in the same place as him? What if they were across the country or something? How would he find them? Where even was this country? Was he in a country? Why was he in a weird castle thingy on a mountain? It was scary up so high. What were these weird clothes he was wearing? What was wrong with him? Why could he suddenly create a weird green fire with his hands? Was he going crazy?
Patton sat down and leant against the cold stone wall, trying to steady his breathing. Was this how Virgil felt when he had an anxiety attack?
He looked down at his hands, scared to accidentally replicate the spectacle he had made when he went outside and set a tree on fire.
"Maybe i can control it?" He thought aloud. Worth a try.
Patton shut his eyes and tried to focus his thoughts on the tingly feeling that had spread through his fingertips when he made the fire the first time. Sure enough, he felt a soft heat begin to emanate from where his hands were outstretched, and when he opened his eyes he saw the small green flame dancing across his fingertips.
He found that he could make the flame larger or smaller by mentally compressing it, like a camera's focus lens. It was amazing, but at the same time it scared Patton more than any fear he'd ever felt before. This wasn't a kind power. This was something destructive, something dangerous. If this power was any clue to why he was in this strange place, it was not a comforting one.
Patton released his mental hold on the fire and it dissipated into nothing. He realised with a start that he had been crying while watching it, and he wiped his cheeks dry with a sleeve.
Whatever this was, it wasnt going to be easy, and how his heart ached every time he thought about the others was really not helping. Especially Virgil. Sweet, lovely Virgil, who was always kind and worried for Patton as much as his mother did, was probably hurting just as much as he was. That thought would have killed Patton, but his thoughts were mercifully interrupted by a-
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-'CRASH!'
"Fuck. Just when i thought my day couldn't get better huh."
Virgil glared at the fallen ornament like it was personally responsible for all the wrongs in the world, which it probably was in his eyes.
He crouched down with a sigh and picked up the broken pieces of ceramic. There were far too many breakable things in this stupid palace for someone as clumsy and lazy as him to be around.
He found some servant to give the pieces to, waving off their apologies and persistent praise. It was exhausting, all this social interaction. Virgil wondered how Roman ever wished for this kind of thing, but he supposed Roman was the only person crazy enough to like it.
He kept walking, slow enough to still pass as a walk, but fast enough that he could escape to his room as quickly as possible. Finally he reached safety, locking the door behind him. He sunk to the floor, exhausted.
"This place is fucking crazy. I think im going crazy." He told the empty room.
"I dont know what they want me to do half the time, and they treat me like the fucking king of the universe more than some stupid prince. I just want to go home and not have to deal with this stupid, stressful, nonsensical place and its mad inhabitants!"
He ran a hand through his hair.
"Inhabitants? What am I saying? Fuck, i sound like Logan."
Logan. The others. Shit. "Great now thats just a whole other problem as well. Wonderful. Fucking fantastic!"
Virgil stood up and took his cape off, tired if the heavy and unnecessary clothes. He started to anxiously pace the room, caught up in a flurry of thoughts that were making it a little hard to breathe.
"Shit. Shitshitshit. The others. Are they safe? I need to go find them. Are they even here? What if theyre in trouble? Logan and Roman might be okay on their own, but Pat..."
Virgils voice trailed off as his mind thought a horrible, terrible thing. Patton. Gentle, bubbly Patton, the light of his life, could be in danger. Or worse, already hurt. Virgil fell back to the floor, every inhale more of a struggle than the last. His whole body filled up with an overwhelming sense of dread that drowned out any of his attempts to calm himself down. His heart began to pound like it wanted to escape his chest, and he pulled at his hair like he wanted to rip it out. He thought he heard a strangled scream from someone nearby. Why were they screaming? He should be the one screaming. Then he realised that it was his own voice, and he was the one emitting the heartbroken cry. He managed to stop his screams but there was no ceasing the sobs that wracked his body as he lay curled on the floor, his mind repeating a single horrible thought a million times-
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-over Patton's head flew a tiny streak of black, and it seemed to be hurt because it wasnt flying in a very coordinated fashion. One wing was flapping a lot less than the other.
Patton waited for the little animal to settle, then he stood a few feet away from where it had landed on the table.
"Hey, hey, I'm not gonna hurt ya. You look like you need a bit of help, actually, little guy."
He started moving towards the table very slowly so he didnt startle the creature.
"Hey, its okay, im gonna help you, alright? Lets have a look at that wing."
Patton continued to talk soothingly to the little creature until he was close enough that he could reach out and touch it. He saw that the animal was a small black bat, and one of its wings had a splinter of wood in it, not enough to do bad damage, but enough to affect its flying ability.
Patton slowly outstretched his hand, and waited for the small animal to make a move first, as a kind of permission. The little bat looked up at him with big black eyes with a shine of blue in them, and if it were human Patton would have sworn it was studying his face.
Then, all of a sudden, he heard a voice say, "Help?"
He nearly fainted.
"What?! Did you- did you just speak?!"
He watched the bat carefully, but its little face didnt move an inch even though he heard the voice clear as day. "Help wing?"
Patton couldn't help staring at the little creature.
"How are you doing that?!"
"Person help wing? Yes, no?"
"Oh my goodness gracious. And i thought the fire was weird."
"Help wing, yes, no?"
"Yes, yes, sorry, yes, ill help you. May i?"
Patton held out a hand to the bat's wing. The little creature obliged and lay its wing across his hand.
"If i ever see him again, i will definitely tell Virgil about this. He'll hate me for it because he's always wanted to talk to animals."
"Vir..gil?"
"Yea, hes my boyfriend."
"Oh. Boy Friend Virgil." The little animal seemed to think for a second, then it spoke again.
"Boyfriend, Virgil. I, Jazzy. You?"
"What?" Patton took a second to realise what the little creature meant.
"Oh, is that your name? Oh! Its lovely! I'm Patton!"
"Pat..ton. Patton. Patton help Jazzy."
"Yes, thats right, im helping you! By the way, are you a boy or a-
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-Gurl you are a mess. You're lucky i can pick locks hun."
Remy closed the door quietly and went to sit beside where Virgil still lay on the floor.
"I heard you scream. Good thing i convinced those other losers that I'd handle this." He glanced down at Virgil again, noting his fists still clenched in his hair.
His voice was a bit more firm as he continued. "Virgil. Can i touch you?"
The purple-haired boy hesitated a moment, then shakily nodded through his hands. Remy gently pried his hands down from his hair.
"Can you sit up for me?"
Virgil did.
"Okay. Can you copy my breathing? 4-7-8 yeah?"
Virgil nodded.
Once Remy was sure that Virgil was no longer in such a bad state, he got him to sit on his bed and gave him a glass of water.
"Thanks." Virgil managed as Remy handed him the glass.
"Youre fine, gurl, i get this kind of thing a lot. The staff here get stressed all the time and someones gotta help calm 'em down, y'know?"
"Yeah."
"Besides, gotta have you in top condition so i can 'scold you' as Perce puts it, or as i like to say, roast your sorry ass."
"Really? What did i fuck up this time?"
"Oooh gurl you wouldnt believe it. So much that the cat wants your hide."
"The cat?"
"The cat."
Virgil wasn't quite smiling, but his eyes werent as sad any more.
Remy lay back on his bed like he owned it.
"Nah, I'm messing with ya."
"I know." Virgil couldnt help a small smile.
"Its not the cat, hun, its the rats that cat's chasing that want your blood. Have fun arguing with rodents."
"That bad huh?"
"Nah not really. Percy wants to help you with some stuff you were struggling with today."
"Struggling?" Virgil raised an eyebrow at the other man.
Remy chuckled. "Gurl, you and i both know you aren't really the prince. Gotta have someone in on the secret to help before everyone is."
"Touché."
After Remy left, Virgil lay back on his bed, realising just how exhausted he was. This wasn't going to get any easier. But maybe it could, at the very least, be possible.
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A Chameleon meets a Family of Ghosts
Summary: After Karmeleon/X-376 was found and 'captured' sorta, by his fellow clones and discovering the purpose of the Ghost squad he is taken to the Cantina to meet Kiddy's family. They are... Not like other Clones, significantly crazier it seems.
Karmeleon belongs to @taka-hardt!
Kiddy led Karmeleon down the hall to the Cantina. He hoped that the food was still warm at least. And that Karmeleon didn't run off wheb theyr an into...
"Kiddy! Whose this?" Rider exclaimed, hooking his arm around Kiddy's own. Karmeleon flinched and froze and Rider glared him down. But that was just Rider.
"X-376, Rie its ok. Let him be." Kiddy drawled patting Rider's head.
"Well what's he doing here!?" Rider hissed. And Kiddy sighed good naturedly.
"Easy Rie he just got curious. He's fucking good at his job and he found me during a mission overlap. He wanted to make sure we meant well. Now come on! We got food waiting yeah? Or did Millhouse eat it all?"
That seemed to calm down Rider who started laughing.
"Regal managed to save some for you guys. Its Noodle night, Millhouse is a Noodle fiend!"
The three entered the Cantina to the sounds of chatter and a scuffle. Isabel was holding Millhouse back as he shouted out various sounds none of them were words. Kiddy and Karmeleon flinched as Isabel hummed a song. Regal approached the two.
"Sorry about this, Millhouse is have a bad time right now. One second." Regal said gently taking Kiddy and Karmeleon's shoulders and moving them aside as Millhouse and Isabel walked by. Isabel nodded to the three, holding the shaking Millhouse to her chest. Once gone Regal sighed.
"Well, introductions are in order yes? I am Captain Regal, leader of the Ghost squad. I must apologize for the turn of events and any stress it caused!" Regal said his voice shaking a bit as he scratched at his arm. Karmeleon simple nodded and said nothing. Kiddy grabbed Regals hand and smiled.
"You don't gotta apologize Regal, I do. I screwed up and caused everyone trouble yeah? I'll be more careful." Regal smiled and nodded.
"Thank you Kiddy. Now my dear Brother! What is your name?" Regal asked, turning to Karmeleon who shook his head.
"Designation X-376." Regal blinked and Rider sighed.
"Nah, not your number! Your name! What do we call you?" Rider exclaimed.
"You call me X-376." Karmeleon hissed. "You may call me nothing else."
There was silence but Mighty spoke.
"Ok, dont worry. Just sit down and get some food." Mighty exclaimed.
"Not hungry."
"Fine but your still sitting down ok? Im the Medic and I need to check your damned lungs. You wheezed like a Nerf." Might scolded as the group moved to the seats. Mighty stood up and moved towards Karmeleon who flinched away, reaching for a weapon. Mighty lightly slapped his hand down.
"Put those down I ain't gonna strip you or nothin. Just let me scan your lungs, and keep that inhaler on you at all times!" Mighty growled and Karmeleon obeyed. Mighty fluttered around the grey Armored clone muttering and chewing his lip. Kiddy chuckled.
"Mighty is a good doc, he won't hurt ya. Are you sure you dont want some food? Regal made the Noodles himself!" Kiddy said. Regal beamed.
"Yes please do eat! You will need your strength before we send you back to your squad."
"No." Karmeleon hissed. Regal twitched uneasily.
"We arent here yo hurt you I promise. Just eat some? You dont habe to fully remove your helmet either." Regal offered, his voice shaking.
"I agree with Regal, You need food!" Mighty said, having finished his scans. "Your malnourished!"
"Who is? Did Kiddy not eat again?" Isabel asked walking up the the table. Her speech was slow and deliberate. Rider shook his head.
"Nah I make sure to feed my best bro. Its the Visitor guy, he is." Isabel turned her stare to Karmeleon who looked at her with a mixture of awe and confusion.
"You, need to eat. Yyou mu-mu-mu... Need to." Isabel hissed as the words came out stuttered. Kiddy made a mental not to make sure Isabel slept in the next day. She was too tired.
"Im fine."
"No ya aint brother, eat something!" Kiddy insisted.
"We dont want you hurt." Mighty said, shoving a plate of warm spaghetti under Karmeleon's nose.
Karmeleon stayed still as the group stared at him intently. And it remained so for sometime. Then slowly Karmeleon lifted his helmet slightly and took a bite. Then he began to shovel food into his mouth as the others shared a sad smile. Once the plate was empty Karmeleon shoved his helmet back over his mouth and bowed his head.
"Thank you." Karmeleon whispered. Isabel rubbed his back soothingly.
"Better? We got to move now ok? R-r-r-r... Bro's ship is ready to go." Isabel said as she gently led Karmeleon and Rider to the hangar bay. As she left Mighty turned to Kiddy and Regal. Once out of earshot Might spoke.
"His lungs are clear but somethings still off." Regal nodded.
"Are there any records for his designation Kiddy?" Kiddy shrugged.
"What records there are arent helpful. Theyre sparse and vague. He's got a squad called X-Squad but somethin's off about it all. It dont sit right with me Cap." Regal nodded.
"We have a mission in a few days on Tatooine after that I want you to focus on uncovering as much as you can about X-Squad. The Jedi may ignore issues but we dont. And keep an eye on X-376 please? He looks like he is about to break."
"Is that an official Order Captain?" Regal nodded to Kiddy who kicked up his feet and gave a loose salute. "Then I shall exceed expectations."
"As you always do. Mighty, was the Beacon afixed for the current mission?" Mighty nodded.
"Its active in that Sith's belly as we speak. They will be out of commision for sometime so we can strike true." Regal smirked widely.
"Make it hurt Brother. In like the Reaper,"
"Leave Nothing but Ghosts." Mighty finished. The three theb seperated, moving to prepare for the coming mission, and to set up an extra room for their brother.
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