[center][h3][b]Group Five: Michael, Druuk, Sinéad[/b][/h3]
[@Burthstone][@Duskshine749][@Orpheus]
(A dispatch from Mae)
[b]Outside the Train[/b][/center]
[hider=Outside the Train]Some people might be surprised to find the Aether so bright and so loud. Around you, clouds of pastel aetherdust drift like tangled ribbons through the air, weaving slowly and gently as if out of time with the rest of the world. Stars like the kind children draw shone brightly all around you, far, [i]far[/i] bigger then the starlings you had so far met. The stars themselves moved and breathed and shone, and perhaps most startling of all was when they stepped down from their place in the sky in a flutter of light and fabric and continued walking as glowing, divinely beautiful humanesque creatures clothed in airy silken finery.

Like bastions of light, spires of whites and golds stretched with delicate architecture up and beyond. Below you, effervescent paths of glossy silver ebbed and drifted like a haze through the night, great paths leading to places of untold wonder and beauty. Like ghosts in a maze the city of starlight and it's people flicker, flitter and glow as if too quick and too wonderful for the human eye to behold. Throughout it all, the chorus of heavenly voices proceeded, curling around buildings and under feet as part of the very tapestry of this place.

A great arc of soft starlight blossomed in the very center of it all, draping a delicate halo around the royally garbed figure in front of it.[/hider]

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[img]https://i.imgur.com/fcdRxkv.png[/img][h3][color=A9BA9D]Group 5[/color]
[color=A9BA9D]Location:[/color] Flying Train || [color=A9BA9D]Action:[/color] Going to meet Regulus -> Awed by Regulus|| [color=A9BA9D]Mood:[/color] Excited -> Awed -> Slightly Surprised [/h3][color=A9BA9D]Interacting with:[/color] Druuk [@Duskshine749], Sinead [@Orpheus], and Regulus [@Mae]
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Michael was pretty sure, unlike Druuk seemed to be, that nothing bad would happen to them. But even if it did, they probably wouldn't survive a fall from way up here. [color=A9BA9D]"I'm Michael, nice to meet you Druuk,"[/color] he added. Regardless of the fact his life could very well be hanging from a string, Michael was excited about meeting Regulus, that he was sure of. The starthings seemed excited and happy about them, and that felt like it was all the assurance he really needed. 'Most Probably' didn't even seem like a problem, and when Sinead mentioned it he just looked at her and offered a jovial, [color=A9BA9D]"Most Probaably is the best odds I've had in a while."[/color] When Sinead patted his hand, it took Michael a full ten seconds to realize that she wished for him to let go of her hand, which he did so quickly, muttering a nervous apology. He then turned to the door.

[color=A9BA9D]"I'm sure they're better than human nobility, since he's not having to deal with heirs and nobles so much, I don't think so anyway,"[/color] Michael said as he stepped through to go and meet Regulus. An action immediately followed by him being unable to decide if he should fall to his knees and grovel or just fall to his knees.

[color=FAE74A]"Oh my, what have we here?"[/color] the royal-looking man's warm, soft voice was both reassuring and gentle. It was not as deep as one might expect, and it carried the tone of a caring father; rather than that of a commanding king. He stepped down and quickly crossed the gap between him and Michael, his long golden hair glistening, his simple spired silver crown glowing with it's own unearthly light.

[color=gold][center]"Regulus! Regulus!"
"Look what we found!"
"Look! Look!"
"Can we keep them?"
"Yes let's keep them!"
"They're so much fun!!"[/center][/color]

Regulus sighed with amusement and shook his head. [color=FAE74A]"Darlings, you know this is not our way. We do not take earthly ones from their homes, it is cruel to them,"[/color] Michael could see him clearer now, even though he glowed and faded as if moving too quickly. A silver star sparkled in each in of his golden eyes as he looked Michael up and down, as if inspecting him.

[color=fae74a]"Ah, this one is quite special, is he not?"[/color] He admired as the starlings cried out in unison:

[center][color=gold]"Why can't we keep them!"

"He is our favourite!"
"Let them stay forever!"
"Stay and play!"[/color][/center]

Michael wanted to speak up, to at least say there was more unspecial about him than special, but he couldn't find the words. Regulus watched the starthings dance about between him and Farmer, his expression still one of affection, despite the stern undertone his voice then took. [color=Fae74A]"Darlings, you know you are forbidden from entering the earthly homes by yourselves. It is a dangerous place. These rules exist for a reason, and you have broken them, have you not?"[/color] For the first time, the Starlings hovered in the air- without darting around. Their extremities drooped with the realization they'd been caught doing something naughty. 

But it wasn't long before they started giggling to themselves again, and they zipped behind Michael's head, hiding.

Regulus chuckled quietly. [color=fae74a]"So, dear one, I must thank you for keeping our babes unharmed and entertained. An action of such goodwill should be rewarded. I am Regulus, may I ask your name?"[/color]

It was here that Michael finally regained his tongue. [color=A9BA9D]"Y-yeah, of course! M-My name is Michael, your, uh, highness?"[/color] The former farmer stumbled over his words as it occurred to him that he'd never stood before anyone who had status higher than the aid to a noblewoman (that he knew of). To put it lightly, he didn't know the etiquette. [color=A9BA9D]"A-and it was... uh, wait, those little stars are babies?"[/color] He asked, getting off track.