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deimos is far from numbed to commentary as that sort of thing. he absently fixes his hair & shrugs,

‘ cain is alright. ’

on company, he’s not quite sure. what are they suppose to do? sit aimlessly on a bench? he’s not sure if his daily regime contains anything ethos would be interested in.

‘ would you? ’

❝ Yes, I would! ❞ He smiles a little and laughs, shrugging.

❝ I hope you didn’t mind me touching you----I’m sorry if it

bugged you---- ❞

#lapdcg #ethos just wants to touch ur face

rxliant:

“Alcohol and chocolate together? Hell yes!” Obsidian hues widened significantly. He honestly couldn’t remember the last time he had eaten chocolate as back in the Colonies it was so expensive. He was certain that he had only ever tasted it once in his life.

❝ Mm---- ❞ He fishes in his pocket for a small velvet pouch filled with the

sphere shaped morsels. Ethos tosses one to Cain, an easy and slow throw.

❝ If you like ‘em, you can have the rest of the bag. I have more~ ❞

#rxliant

boyets:

‘Ethos – right.’

He mutters, mostly feigning recognition in his voice. He really doesn’t remember the navigator’s name, but he didn’t consider it anything of importance at the time. Just another precaution, someone else Abel spoke to that he would have to have an eye on. It’s when Praxis’s name is mentioned that he actually shows some interest, a frown tugging at his lips – annoyed flicker in his eyes.

‘I get in a lot of fights with a lot of fighters. Tell yours to keep his eyes off of my navigator.’

❝ He doesn’t even listen to me about training. Encke being pissed

will have to be enough, I’m afraid. ❞ Ethos honestly doubts that Cain

cares to know him----Ethos knows he’s not very memorable, at least.

❝ I’m sorry. I hope I’m not too much trouble...as for Praxis, well. He

has his head up his ass. And I’m sorry he keeps trying to interfere. ❞

#boyets #SAD ETHOS NOSIES

rxliant:

“Well…I guess that’s something we have in common.”

Of course when it came to any sort of mention regarding food, Cain was all ears, even if he did find the other male to be rather strange.

❝ Thennn would you like some brandy filled chocolates? Made from

my home country, too! They’re amazing. ❞

#rxliant

fiiducia:

❛ Here— this one. I don’t know though, Ethos. I’ve gone over this program countless of times and it contains parts that I’ve hand coded from scratch myself. It wouldn’t just fail abnormally without me catching the mistake that I’ve created, but a second opinion is something I would NEVER turn away. Take a look at it; but I think our issue runs deeper than buried circuitry.”

❝ Algorithms are fickle & circuitry is important nonetheless. ❞ He shrugs,

quick to begin his work. The first thing he looks at are the connectors----all

fine. Fans were fine, too. ❝ Oh ! ❞ He pauses, glancing over to Abel. ❝ Not

quite relevant, but your CPU’s thermal paste needs to be changed. It’s not an

even coating and that can make it run hot...mm, it wouldn’t hurt to take apart

the components anyways. Some of the smaller parts are clogged with dust. ❞

#fiiducia

lapdcg:

‘ …! ’

his gaze trickles downwards, he’s surprisingly easy to fluster when it comes to someone being sweet. you could talk his ear off about dicks all day & nothing, but this is a different story.

‘ …t-thank you. ’

❝ Deimos, has no one ever told you that before? ❞ His

smile fades a little at the thought. ❝ Because anyone that’s

heard your voice should be absolutely smitten with it! I mean,

not that it’s my business, but I think maybe Cain takes advantage

of your friendship----and, well, I’d like to spend some time with

you too. ❞ He pauses, hand dropping back to his side. ❝ W---Would

you like that? ❞

#lapdcg #IM SCREAMING this is adORable

your relationship/thoughts with phobos?

❝ Phobos----? I like him! I mean, I don’t think people really

give him a chance. And I don’t think he likes to give others

chances either----but I think he’s sweet deep down. Not to

mention very handsome----❞

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Ask my muse questions about their relationship with another character.

ethosi-blog

infinitomuses:

I LOVE THESE PLEASE.

longxnimity:

Strong arms fold across his chest, toned muscles clearly visible beneath the sleeves of his civvies.

❝ You said it yourself. It’s the Fighters’ training simulator. ❞

❝ There’s a gym that’s already for communal use. You should know that, Ethos. ❞

❝ Of course. Forget I said anything. ❞ Not that it helps with actual

fighting, but he doubted from the start that Encke would take him

seriously. He hides his disappointment and frustration with a smile

and a short laugh. ❝ Sorry for wasting your time. ❞

#longxnimity #PBBBTTT ETHOS if u asserted urself once in a while #you might be taken more seriously

longxnimity:

A dark brow quirks upwards by a fraction, hazel gaze settling on the blush burning on the tops of his companion’s ears. It’s only natural that he should know the names of his men, after all.

❝ What is it..? ❞

❝ Could I use the Fighter’s training simulation gear when it’s not

in use? I----it may not look like it----but I actually. ❞ He turns redder

and laughs a little. ❝ Well, I’d rather not lose what I know, that is. ❞

#longxnimity #bless ur soul #i will look at the thing

longxnimity:

❝ Ah… Tiberius.. Ethos, right? ❞

Keeler had talked about the little Navigator before, usually in passing.

❝ I’m fine.. I don’t think it’s anything. ❞

❝ Ah----? You actually know my name! ❞ To which his ears turn

pink. It’s not a thing he should be flattered over, but Ethos doubts

he’s a very notable person to most. ❝ And that’s good----Oh! Also,

would you mind if I asked you something? ❞

#longxnimity #HEAVY BREATHING as i wait in the shadows #pfbbttbtbtbtb

longxnimity:

Sneezes three times.

He gives a quick salute before speaking, always a

little nervous to speak to his higher ups. ❝ Are you

ok, Sir? Or are people just talking about you? ❞

#longxnimity #IM SORRY I RLLY WANTED A CUTE ETHOS AND ENCKE THREAD

rxliant:

“I guess it’s admirable that you don’t wanna cause trouble.” the fighter chuckled with a grin. Causing trouble was something that Cain enjoyed, he loved the adrenaline rush that often came with it. “You should live a little sometimes, forget about responsibilities and go with your fucking gut.”

❝ How’d you think I paid to go to school? ❞ He made a fist and smacked it

against the palm of his other hand. ❝ Winner, winner. Chicken dinner. And

my gut just so happens to like being full. ❞

#rxliant #WINNER WINNER CHICKEN DINNER

amoonofmars:

As harsh as his words were, he hadn’t fully meant them as an insult.. more of a fact, that he figured Ethos was aware of. Bandage was making his head itch, but despite the twitch of his eyebrow and urge to scratch, he wasn’t going to take off those bandages, nor would he risk scratching out a stitch, so he refrained completely. “Chubby face?” Eyebrows furrowed now, gray eyes scanned the other’s face. “I guess you’ve got chubby cheeks, but are people actually trying to use that as an insult?”

Was having chubby cheeks necessarily a bad thing? He was part of a very vain and pretentious group of people, he knew how other’s liked to nitpick weight issues, but he could never really see chubbiness as a negative trait. It was rather cute, wasn’t it? Eh, it wasn’t something he focused on. If he was going to insult someone, he’d pick up on their emotional flaws, not the physical ones. It was strange though, in the entire 5 whole minutes they’ve been talking.. Ethos has shown a major insecurity, something that wasn’t lost on the other blond.

His thought process was broken by the hand on his head, causing him to immediately flinch under the other’s touch, waving the hand away to cover his reaction. An immediate change of subject was necessary now. “No one on this ship has my decryption skills and there are too many files that need to be unscrambled, I can’t not think about it.” Phobos had to wonder, just how malleable was the other navigator? If he could convince him to…

“…What’s the chance of convincing you to bring me my datapad, Ethos? It would really help to get my mind off things, you know.” A small revealed itself, now that the other wanted something. “Better than just sitting here thinking over the events of the crash. Work is a f a r better use of my time.”