Star Trek: Starbase 777

The bonfire area was close to the shrine. There were food offerings for spirits and joss paper could be burned here. A few renjens were walking around, chasing a mysterious rattling noise that echoed throughout the area. *3 ghosts had found their way to the bonfires, a big kappa, small kappa, and a baku. The Kappas loved pushing people, especially those close to the walls.*

Nalas was volunteering a the festival to help his mum!

If one didn’t look hard enough, Shinji himself could almost qualify as a ghost thanks to his very Victorian fashion ideals, which was also peak ghost attire . He was dressed in light blue and white, with a silver and diamond pin at his neck- he had a ruffled shirt, lacy white vest, and white formal shorts, puffed out in the typical ouji style, plus white boots and stockings. He brought with him a bundle of joss paper, throwing it lightly into the bonfire and watching as the paper caught and embers started to float away in the air. Now.. he waited for someone to come- a someone he dearly hoped -could- come, unless the transporter had denied even a soul to his original self.

And from the ashes came a smokey figure, it was.... Shinji also?! Very similar look, but wearing a long white robe, like he was fresh out of the shower. He even had a towel wrapped around his head.

Vara'l slipped into the area of the bonfire then. He too had joss paper a bundle clutched in one hand. Quiet as he moved he moved in, Vara'l tossed the bundle into the fire. Did so and just..stared into the flames and just..mulled over past events. Did so as he...sighed. Seemed to be that he was cursed to live in..eventful times. Not fun, that.

As the smoke from the burning paper rose, a smokey figure could be seen. A figure of a Romulan woman that may seem familiar to the tactical officer...

Holy shit, two Shinjis, double the trouble! Clone-Shinji’s eyes widened the second he saw his original self. He.. he looked almost the same, though he had slightly more of a baby face and his hair was a bit shorter. He also looked like he’d just taken a shower, which was odd, did ghosts shower? He stepped closer. “I.. I can’t believe that you’re here..”

"I am..... I see that you are well," The other Shinji said, feeling a little odd to be looking at himself. Well, not technically himself, but a clone of himself. He looked slightly younger than living Shinji and a little sadder too. "I've been watching you, as in, watching over you. It's been nice to see myself continuing to live on, well, a version of myself.*

Vara'l clasped his hands behind himself as he vainly attempted to conceal their shake. Did so as he breathed out one word,one shakey hope filled word. "Mir?" Asked then. "Is that...you?"

“I mean.. as well as I can.. all of it did a number on me, even if I survived.” He wasn’t one for eye contact most of the time.. but this was.. well.. himself. It hurt him to see how sad his younger self looked. Had he made the right choice in summoning him? He didn’t want to drag him back to the living world if he didn’t want to go. “You have? I hope you.. I hope you’ve been doing alright.. wherever you’ve been. I hope I’ve done right by you in this life.” He said with a little respectful head bow, he had to be polite to the ghosts even if said ghost was -him-. Who knew what powers they had?

The Romulan woman looked at Vara'l, a solemn look on her face, but she seemed at peace. "Yes, it is nice to see you after so long," She noticed the older Romulan was alone, although she did see the few Bajoran renjens walking around. "Is Telim well?" She asked with a cautious yet warm tone.

01:20

This other Shinji was looking back at himself, despite being dead, he seemed to be breathinig, which was a nice touch. "The afterlife is much more peaceful than I imagined. Thank you for the money, although just like the living realm, we don't really use money in the afterlife. Maybe I'll adopt a ghost pet," Other Shinji said with a little laugh at the end of his words. He bowed right back to his other self, mimicking his action and prooving he was not a Kappa, not that anyone would think he was. "You have, I am proud of who you have become. Engineering, huh? What's that like?"

Despite the melancholy situation, looking at someone who should be standing on the side of the living, 19 and thriving in Starfleet like he was, he still could not help but wonder at the situation. He didn’t know that ghosts looked like they were breathing.. it was a nice touch, he supposed. “I should hope it’s peaceful there.. you deserve that much, and more. I think you should get a pet if you want one.. just for company, until we all come to your side someday. Mom and Dad and everyone miss you.. I don’t think I really fill the void in their lives.” Not that he ever could, considering he didn’t even love them like a son should, considering every memory he had with them was dull and lifeless without the emotions attached to them. He had tried reconnecting and it didn’t feel the same. They probably noticed that. “I think we were very silly hating math and science in school. It’s actually very fun in the Academy, fusion reactors are the best. Do you guys have Ghost Starfleet, what do you guys do over there?”

"Thank you," The other Shinji said with a peaceful look at his face. When his other self started talking about his -- their family, his expression turned solemn once more. He knew people missed him and he missed them too. "I am still watching over them. And I am sure you enrich their lives in ways I could never. We are the same, but different," The other Shinji said with a soft smile. "I am glad you enjoy maths and science. I have to admit, I'm still not a fan of those subjects in the afterlife," He said with a little laugh. "No no, there is no ghost Starfleet. That would be fun though. Most people spend time watching over their loved ones or relaxing. The afterlife looks a lot like your living world, but there are no dangers. Everyone is free to go wherever they want."

“This isn’t something I’ve said to anyone, and I probably would never say it if I hadn’t gotten to speak with you.. but my memories of before are.. not the same. They’re dull, dead, no emotion or attachment in them anymore. I think.. everyone in our lives before the accident, they’re starting to catch on to that fact. I hope I do still bring them all joy, even if it isn’t the same.” He admitted, his eyes downcast. He didn’t want to admit he was a pale imitation instead of an exact clone. He had been an empty shell when he was first created, going through the motions of life with no meaning. Starfleet had given him that meaning, and he thanked the universe every day for the fortune that the original had died on his way to being a Cadet so he, the pale imitation, could still go on to do something worthwhile. “Did you see me shoot that torpedo on my first away mission a couple months ago, though? It was so cool, I hope you saw it! I do hope you’re relaxing too though, I remember how busy school was in the last few years before the Academy entrance exam.” He said. He knew the original had studied a lot to graduate early and then earn his place in the Academy, enough that he’d basically forfeited everything else in his life in order to make it work. And then it hadn’t even paid off for him- it had only paid off for the clone. “How far in this world can you go as a ghost now? It would be cool if I could show you around Engineering.”

"You do bring them joy. In your own way. I know it's hard not to compare yourself to me because well, we are the same, but different, but you are your own Shinji," The other Shinji said with a sympathetic look. "I was not able to live out my life, but you can do us right by living yours to the fullest," He added. When the other mentioned the torpedo he nodded slowly. "Yes, I saw that. I saw you studying, all of that. It's nice, in a way, to be able to live vicariously through you. I mean, I'm not truly daed. You still exist, and we are one in the same in many ways," He explained to his other self. "I can go anywhere, well, for this month. After this month I need to return to the afterlife. I can continue to watch over you, but I can't roam freely."

“I’m you as much as I am anyone else.. I’ve been told by a couple therapists that I shouldn’t be so attached to who I was before, to you.. I think they’re stupid, and that they don’t understand it. Physically, I’m you, I have your DNA, your memories, your life. It would be stupid to not continue it where you left off, and it’d be awful and disrespectful of me to essentially throw you, the reason I exist, to the side. Why should I do that to anyone, but especially to myself?” He’d honestly never had a good relationship with any of his therapists. Given his extremely rare situation- being cloned was rare, dying in a transporter accident was rare, the two happening together to one person was almost unheard of- nobody was exactly equipped to handle him. Usually the clone could at least speak to their original self, could trust the original would carry on their own life so they, the clone, could become their own person. Therapists had tried to convince him to do that. It didn’t work, because no one would carry on his original’s life of hard work if he up and abandoned it. No one would console his original’s family, no one would carry on his legacy. So, he -had- to, in some capacity, live on as his original self, or else that boy would truly be dead, and everything he had ever done would have been for nothing. And nobody wanted to be an aimless nobody instead of a bright Cadet ready to resume his life and get ready for a great future. “If I exist, and live as you would have liked to live to some extent, then you won’t die until I do. And I don’t want to be on that side with you yet. There’s no Starfleet there and one of us needs to put our Academy years to good use.” He smiled. “Hm.. you’ve gotta see the fusion reactor, especially because it can’t kill you deader than you already are.. but I can’t take you close without getting the okay. I wonder if any of my senior staff are here…”

And guess who was also here! Silver! Silver had come because she liked all things festival, and she was currently trying not to think about maybe spotting one of her former crewmates. She was just trying to get the vibe of the festival, and that was it. She just wanted to have some fun for a change. As was common for Silver, she had gotten herself into a strange situation- equipped with a comically large vacuum and sent to the bonfire to deal with the ghosts. She was close by the walls, waiting to spot a ghost causing any trouble coming close enough to her vacuum.

"I think there is some truth to letting go. I know you and I are similar, but you need to live your life. The best thing you can do for me is to live your life to the fullest and enjoy things for me," The other Shinji told him, reaching his ghostly hands out to rest on his living counterpart's shoulders. "It's okay, Shinji. It's time to move on and live how you want to live, not how you think I would live. In the end, I'm dead, no one knows how I would live. Maybe I would have switched to Engineering like you, maybe I would still be on the Command track, but that's not the reality," He began, taking a deep ghost breath. "And yes, I would love a tour within the month, just call me. I mean, I suppose you can give me more money or food, but I don't think burning paper or bringing food into engineering areas would be OSHA approved."

05:34

An the ghosts were here! the small Kappa was trying to get behind silver, but it was difficult to probe their asshole for their weird butt-wee-orb with the giant hoover!

“I don’t really know who I would be if I threw it all away. I was a shell when I was first created, nothing meant anything to me. Living for the two of us gave me a purpose when I would’ve been.. drifting around Osaka without any purpose, I guess, not doing anything.” Shinji’s worst fear in life was being useless, not contributing anything to society. It was why he had pretended to be so fine, physically and mentally, he was terrified of not being allowed to go to the Academy right away and prove he could still be useful even if he wasn’t the real, original Shinji. Sometimes he wondered if he would have been let into the Academy too if his original had survived. The original’s hands on his shoulders felt cold in the ghosty sort of way, but it was comforting. “I want to find a compromise.. I want to live as myself, yes, the only memories that have life to them now are the ones I’ve made as myself and that has to mean something.. but leaving it all behind, to me, it would feel like killing you again. There has to be an in-between somewhere. One day, I’m going to find it.” His face then had a bit of a shocked look on it. “Wait, it’s not OSHA approved? I eat those protein bar thingies in there all the time because I get hungry doing all this work, no one’s said anything.. wait, do brownie protein bars count as offerings?”

In the middle of all this serious, sad business, there was still Silver! She noticed the Kappa, she turned with it so it couldn’t get behind her. She knew these guys- they stole your soul through your asshole. Luckily, Silver did not have a soul nor any such hole, so this Kappa was not about to have a good day. “Hey! I know what you’re trying to do, not very polite of you! And I’m not even alive anyway, I don’t have a shirikodama!” She said before switching on her vacuum and pointing it at the small Kappa 🎲1

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"It is not throwing it away, it is acknowledging the past and living a future of your own design instead of limiting your decisions to just what I would do," The other Shinji responded with, worried that his living self was not fully committed to living his own life. "I am flattered you think of me so much, but I would be sad if you kept clinging onto the past unable to achieve things in your future. It's not my future, it's yours. I am just along for the ride and you're steering the carriage... or the rickshaw, you know," He said, laughing at little. "You don't need to find an in-between, just do what you want," Ghost Shinji replied. "Yes eating in engineering spaces is not OSHA approved. Anything counts as offerings, but please not in work areas! There is a reason you have designated break rooms and lounges," Ghost Shinji laughed and shook his head. The Kappa easily escaped the android with the hoover, laughing and mocking them as it slipped away.

As Iiani approached the bonfire, she noticed a commotion that seemed… ghostly, she thought. With Silver’s hair catching the light, it was easy to find the source of the commotion. “Hey, need some help? As soon as I…” it fiddled with the vacuum before turning it on and off again, “…there. That’s how it works. Now I’m ready.” She turned, surveying the area around them to pinpoint any ghosts.

There were still 3 ghosts here, the big kappa, small kappa, and the baku! The Baku noticed the newcomer with the hoover and decided to bite their hair for some reason.

Silver, however, was mid-chase against the Kappa, mainly because he was offended. He had no soul to steal, but hey, he was still a person, nobody had any right to be rude. Still, he slowed down for a moment for Iiani to catch up with him, speaking mid-run. “Chasing a Kappa now! I think I’ll be- hey, watch out!” He said, pointing out the Baku trying to bite Iiani’s hair, before he zoomed off after the small Kappa. Eventually, he caught up to the rude little ghost, giving his own laugh as he turned on his vacuum again. 🎲6

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And the small kappa was SUCKED!

“I just hope I’m doing right by you, is all. Some days, I feel more like I’m piloting a corpse than I am my own person. But I think those days are getting less frequent, now. I’m happy with my Division and my fun outfits and my cute stuff. The people here are really nice, I like my work. Maybe the bright side to being a blank slate is that you can take different paths in life.” Without a purpose.. he did in fact feel blank. He didn’t want that. He didn’t want to be a shell, without purpose or meaning. He wanted to be something people could be proud of. The original had wanted that in his own life too, it was why he was willing to sacrifice his own childhood to get to Starfleet. It was something the two of them shared, just like their body and memories. “Have you met any interesting people in the afterlife, at least? Any of the old Captains we liked so much back then?” He asked, he knew his original self had been obsessed with the likes of Captain Kirk and such, before the transporter happened and removed that obsession from the clone.

No somber atmosphere for Silver! The small Kappa was sucked, and Silver smiled- she was a great ghost sucker, she was so good at this ghosts, and so she was off to find more ghosts. Namely, the big Kappa, so she returned closer to the walls and tried to see if she could spot it.

The big Kappa was still lurking, crawling around on the floor for some prime buttholes to probe.

It was time to go hunting. Silver could be horrifyingly quiet when she moved- almost like she walked on air, despite being over six feet tall. Her hair trailed behind her almost as if floating. If this Kappa was going to lurk, so would she. She got behind a rock, knelt so the vacuum would be at the Kappa’s level, and switched it on as soon as the big Kappa got close enough. 🎲6

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Annnnd the big Kappa was SUCKED!!!

Distracted mostly from all that happened elsewhere, though he angled himself with care to ensure it was watched just in case something threatened the duo, Vara'l nodded slightly to Mir. "It is good to see you too.." Addressed Mir's question then. "He is well, at school at the moment, but...he is well, that love for languages of his has blossomed." Vara'l reported with a soft but proud smile. "He misses you and his father deeply." Smiled as his eyes shimmered with tears for a moment as he decided then to tell her about how the holo message she had recorded for his birthday had been recieved. "He loved your birthday present last birthday by the way, keeps replaying it." He clasped his hands infront of him then as his hands shivered and shook ever so slightly. As he smiled at them a bit. "...He really loves it here, though..." ..His smile faltered slightly then. "I.." He had swallowed a bit, thought in that brief moment as his adams apple bobbed of how he had arrested on the table, how Telim had reacted to how he had looked when he had come home after being brought back and waking later. "..worried him a bit,recently." Looked pain then. "..I tried to shield him from it but, he knew times has been...eventful for me." Pained as he had informed Mir of that, admitted that. "He's as perceptive as you and your husband were when we were all that age." Attempted to move past how he happened to feel with a change of subject, felt guilt as it whispered about inside of him. He had worried Telim then, it hurt to see Telim concerned. "I'm sorry."

"Ah, I suppose it is day time?" Mir said, not really having a concept of time. In the afterlife, there was no night or day, everything just.. was. "I am glad to hear he has continued to pursue his love for linguistics. I miss him too, but I have been watching him and you from afar," She admitted with a warm smile, placing both hands over her heart. "I hope he will cherish that gift for many years to come," She responded about the gift. It wasn't hard to see that Vara'l was nervous and she took a few steps closer to him and placed a ghostly hand on his shoulder. "I understand, it can be difficult overcoming our loss, especially for someone so young, You are doing the right thing though, I am grateful for you for caring for him, you have been doing a wonderful job, Vara'l."

"Aye, though I wonder if Elohae'll bring him along once schools over." Vara'l had mused then with as he mustered a small smile, listened to what they said then. As his smile faltered briefly. "You two were so much better at fostering that love for languages..but I do what I can and..." He had swallowed again then. "..I think he knows, you know...that you both watch over him, you and Daenam." Vara'l stated then with a soft smile. "He will a-and..I promise to show him the rest, every milestone..every other birthday, as you planned." A conversation had with her on the medical bed her life had arrived at its conclusion upon remembered. Remembered as that hand found his shoulder and eyes shined brighter with tears. Wished this person who he had loved, her husband too, his best friends still were here and alive. "I'm not you or Dae but." He had smiled then. " I try...though I sometimes screw up" Another swallowed pause before he added. "He's got me for as long as my life is, Mir." Blinked as a tear proceeded to fall. Felt his stomach as it almost felt like it twisted as he remembered how close he had come to death. "As long as that may be.."

"Well tell him I love and miss him either way. I can understand if he wants to spend time at home," Mir responded. "The doors to the afterlife are open all month, I am sure I can see him later if he wishes," She added, looking thoughtful and happy, even in her ghostly form. "You do what you can. I am sure he appreciates it all the same. You give him all that I would have and more," She spoke from the heart, well as much of a heart as a ghost could have. "We all make mistakes, what matters is that you try," She said in response to his heartfelt promise to her to care for Telim. "I also see the wonderful friends you have around you. I... I remember watching you on some.. missions? And I watched you and Telim at a nice diner once... and then you at... A bar? With an individual offering you something strange, maybe I don't want to know what that was," Mir said with a fond giggle, thinking about how she had watched Vara'l and Telim grow together from the afterlife. "I can see Telim is happy, that's all I've ever wanted. You are doing great, Vara'l. Just like I knew you would."

"I will, I promise." Vara'l responded then with a soft smile. "I'll.. raise it with him,see what he thinks, hes more comfortable with loud events than he used to be." Vara'l observed thoughtfully then as he smiled a bit, happy she seemed happy. "He calls me father now, sometimes...so I suspect so." He lapsed into a moment of silence before he stated. " I know he sees Dad as being Dae, which is quite right.. but I've always worried what you would both think.." When Mir spoke then about the missions and the like, Vara'l actually managed a chuckle. "Certainly surprised me, that one, wasnt anything major." He chuckled then. When she then made what she made clear clear, Vara'l's gaze blurred. Blurred for a moment before he felt hands as they closed about his waist.

"Fatherrrr?" Telim murmured then once he slipped up close,Elohae having remained a polite distance behind him. Murmured as he hugged his dad and peered up at the person before him. "..Moooom?"

"I don't mind at all, in fact, I am happy that he is comfortable enough with you to call you that," Mir said to Vara'l, smiling as he told her. "I will admit, I was concerned for you a few times, but I knew that you would do anything to come home to Telim. You have my trust," She said right before she saw her son running up to Vara'l. She knelt down and held her ghostly hand out. "Telim, yes, it's me. I'm here to visit for a little bit," She told him, a big grin crossed her face, visible even if her visage was a little obscured by the smoke from the joss paper.

He'd softly smiled at that,even as he wondered if Dae would have been so understanding. smiled as he had responded with a soft.* "Thank you." Met what Mir had added after that with a softly added. "I'm going to keep working to be worthy of that trust.." He then smiled down to Telim when he arrived.

Telim reached out to try and take very gentle hold of that had if he could as he looked up at his mother and smiled. Smiled and remembered to let go of his father then as he stated. "Ohhh.. momm.." Swallowed away a bit of emotion as he softly added. "I got your message, momma I-it was so amazing a-and I love you mom a-and thank you." He stammered out then before he quickly added. "I'm doing well at school mom,gonna be a linguist like you!" Declared then. "Languages are so cool an interesting and I love how they work, mom!" (edited)

Mir was happy to see that Vara'l did not feel discouraged, but was in fact, very enthusastic about his fatherhood joruney so far. Her attention turned back to Telim, holding his hand as best she could. It was difficult when ghosts couldn't actually 'grab' anything. Still, she hoped Telim could feel that she loved him. "Are you? Yes, I hear you are doing well. I am glad you enjoy languages so much. What are you learning right now, Telim?"

Trying to bite her hair… well that just annoyed Iiani. It had finished working on it just hours before, and it looked good! So she stepped to one side, letting the Baku fly past her before she raised her vacuum. 🎲3

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The Baku narrowly escaped the great SUCK of the vacuum and swooped back down for another big CHOMP of hair!!

This time, Iiani stayed still, letting the Baku grab on. This wasn’t a good idea, but… she had made sure her hair was firmly in place. Hopefully it would stay that way. It lifted the vacuum cleaner and tried to suck is straight off of her hair! 🎲1

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What a slippery little guy! He escaped ONCE MORE, this time cackling and breezing past the science officer enough to make it stumble.

She stumbled indeed, letting out a frustrated sigh. How long would this go on for? At least it would be getting its cardio. She lifted her vacuum and tried one more time to suck up the Baku. 🎲6

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ANNNND he was finally sucked! He made the minecraft creeper exploding noise when sucked.

Iiani jumped slightly at the exploding noise, but was, for the most part, fine but embarrassed. “Finally!” She wiped her brow and let the vacuum fall to a more natural position before moving on to where new ghosts were congregating.

The smile grew at Mirs move, his mothers love felt even though as a ghost she hadnt managed to hold his hand that well. He could see it in her and felt it,though his young mind lacked the words to fully explain how that happened to make him feel. He hurt, but he also happened to be happy. His mom was here, though to Telim his mom and dad always happened to feel here. He was their son and he believed in the elements and stuff and Vara'l had always said the people you loved remained with you in your heart even when they...were gone elsewhere. He wished they hadnt gone but. Well. At least they were in his heart...though he wished he could hug his mom. "I am a-and I am the teachers say I'm smart thoo I've more a head for languages than numbers tho maths is kinda in loads of things." Telim stated then before he had grinned and declared. "I'm learning Vulcan sign language mom, Mr Elohae is helping me, it's really fun!"

Vara'l slipped in behind his adoptive son and just allowed him and Mir to converse. This wasnt his conversation, he just remained close for Telim, given the place remained fairly...hectic.

Mir was happy to learn of Telim's progress and to see the smile on his face as he spoke about it. "That is fantastic. Mr. Elohae.. yes he is great, it seems like you have a nice little community on this starbase," Mir told Telim, glancing at Vara'l briefly after a short pause. "I am sure you will pick it up quickly, I always knew you'd be a quick learner."

Telim smiled slightly as he looked to Mir, glanced to Vara'l when Mir glanced to them and then looked back at his mom. "I doooo....but I wish you were here, Mommm." He paused then. "I mean more than just.." He tapped his heart one handed. "In here... I miss you." When Mir then said about languages, the kid happily grinned then. Or well tried to, his guts had twisted a bit, grief and other things. Feelings he sort of understood but discovered he lacked the words to quantify. He was a kid. It wasn't fair, he wanted his mom his dad and Uncle Vara'l to all be okay. "Mr Elohae says so tooo, kinda been fun to find out the similarities with SSL and RSL." The kid declared then before a thought struck him and he declared. "Ooohhh, I learnt RSL mom, I wanted to be able to talk like Father and Elohae do."

Vara'l smiled at Mir then and looked to Telim. A proud adoptive parent, so very proud of Telim, though it pained him to know that there was grief he couldn't shield them from. Could only be there with him with. "Surprised me with it, on my birthday, a bit ago."

"I know, I wish I was there with you too, Telim. I'm always watching though, I can see all your accomplishments and I know Vara'l is taking good care of you," Mir nodded at Telim and then kissed his hand. "I'm so proud of you, you've learned so much and I know you'll learn even more. Elohae is a good friend, he cherishes you just like your father." Mir looked up at Vara'l when he spoke. "That's cute, I am sure you will continue to be surprised at the things Telim will accomplish, I can sense he has a lot of determination.. He will create his own path, something that fulfills him. That is all I wish for."

The kids eyes proceeded to shine slightly as his mom responded like she did and he smiled slightly. Managed a soft. "Love you, mom." Before he added. "Gonna keep trying to make you proud a-and learn even more!" Telim declared then. "Annnd...Mr Elohae is amazing.."

Vara'l gently ruffles Telims hair slightly then. "Aye...and he does." He'd softly agreed then initially. "..And he will and..I'll be there for him Mir, for as long as fate and the elements decree."

"You already make me proud, my young Telim," Mir said as she looked upon her son with fondness only a mother could. "Thank you, Vara'l. I appreciate all you have done and all that you will do for my son. Our son, he is as much yours as he is mine. I will be watching from the afterlife, cheering both of you on, and Elohae. Give him my regards as well."

A tear whispered its way down Telims cheek as he looked at his mother. "I'm gonna make you even more proud momm." He declared softly then before he added. "And...thank you for being...amazing." All other words having escaped him to quantify how much he had appreciated his mom. How he had valued every second with her though he knew the doctors looks and how mom had looked had meant bad things. Knew it before Vara'l, Mir and he had..chatted. She had continued to be..mom and everything despite..everything.

Vara'l smiled warmly at Mir then,though his eyes also shone. "I'll keep trying my best.." He managed then as he smiled a smile full of fatherly love down at Telim then. "We will." He stated then before he added. "..Thank you for everything,Mir you and Dae...I dont know what I did to deserve best friends as amazing as you."

"I know you will, I love you Telim," She moved a little closer so she could give Telim a little ghosty hug! Even though Telim wouldn't actually feel her physical embrace, he would feel the spiritual one. Her ghostly body was cold, but it was like a summer breeze on the skin. Comforting and loving. "You have done a lot for Telim, Vara'l," She released Talim and stood, offering a hand to Varal. Sadly she was a ghost so she couldn't pick Telim up, but Vara'l could and they could have a group hug if he was ok with it!

Telim attempted to return the hug briefly, though he remained conscious of the fact his mom was a Ghost. Did so as he softly smiled a bit at the hug, even as another tear whispered its way down his face. "Love you too, mom." He then looked to his father and raised his arms a bit then. Telim wanted a group hug right now.

Vara'l, as he reached down, picked Telim up in one strong arm and settled him securely as he carried him. His other hand reaching for his as he moved a bit closer to Mir, allowed for a group hug then. What Telim wanted, Vara'l was fine with. "And I'll keep doing more." He softly managed as he smiled at her. "You and Dae, I know sometimes I was..distant for whatever reason but, I really valued our friendship." He paused. "I still do, I just.. after liberation, didn't know how to say it."

Telim reached out for a group hug, as he did he softly observed. "I think Mom knew...and knows." Hugged Vara'l one armed as he smiled. "You make minecraft villiager hums sometimes, but likee... you don't just speak with words, father." Telim observed then, wishing he'd better words than what he'd selected even as he hoped he'd managed to impart what he meant.

"I value our friendship too. I always will," Mir wrapped her arms around both Vara'l and Telim at the same time. "I do like the... noises? I don't know what Minecraft villager is but it's endearing. I love you both, more than I could even put into words. I will always be here with you two in your hearts, and watching from the afterlife," Mir said as she closed her eyes and her ghostly form slowly vanished with the smoke from the joss paper.

Telim actually giggled a bit at Mir's response and stated. "It's a NPC from the game Minecraft Moom." Said that even as part of him realised that this meeting with his mother had started to approach its end. "Love you..." He then managed, found he lacked the words for anything else as he watched his mother fade away and just turned and buried his head in his fathers shoulder in a hug. Did so and cried a bit, not all in grief, a mix of that hurtie feeling and with joy he'd gotten to see his mom again though she'd disappeared now. He knew she remained with him in his heart but he wished oh how he wished that she was here with them. It wasn't fair so...he cried.

Needless to say, Mir's saying in about the noises caused his cheeks to heat slightly then. "I.. hum?" He managed then, smiled a bit as he spotted a slight nod at that from Telim. "..Huh...come to think of it, it is..similar." He'd smiled a bit at Mir then at what they said. Smiled and softly breathed out. "..Until we next meet, Mir of the House of Core." Before he turned his focus fully to Telim, his son then and wrapped his arms fully about them as he carried and hugged them. Just hugged them as they cried.