#epistrontis

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Does the twins (Misopatris and Epistrontis) have family? and does Eris build his own robots??? :D

They have each other, and that’s family enough for them!

Eris DOES build his own robots! He build Nii, Perficio, Wyrs (although not Wyrs’ AI), the Issis, Minion, and Jhankta all by himself! He didn’t build Ship, though. Ship is Ship, and Ship built itself.

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Can you tell me about the twins Misopatris and Epistrontis?? and Also another question away from that (so I don't have to ask in the ask box two times) how many times does Tal'shar fall in love (as you said he has a bad habit of getting crushes very fast or maybe I understand it bad xd)?

The twins! Oh, Xel’naga, the Terrible Tal’darim Twins. Where do I even begin?

They’re former Tal’darim, actually, not current Tal’darim. They spend most of their time hanging out with Shi’ara, when Misopatris isn’t raiding supply ships for odds and ends (medical textbooks and $300 hand cream). They’re, uh, rather co-dependent after several ill-fated attempts when they were children to permanently separate them, they should probably see a therapist for that.

Tal’shar has had at least four crushes at this point. Probably more that I don’t know about yet. All unrequited, so far, but that’s because he keeps getting crushes on adults and it’s all very awkward for everyone involved.

You’re absolutely allowed to multiask, by the way! If you want to engage in multi-ask-drifting, go for it.

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why is Misopatris Like That™ and how has he not been culled

He’s like that because he’s just a sweet soft boy on the inside but being born Tal’darim has turned him into a sinammon roll full of Posturing and Drama. Epistrontis takes things more seriously and is probably at least 75% of the reason that his brother never got stabbed (not that Epi isn’t also a sweet and kind boy on the inside, but he learned the lessons of the Tal’darim better).

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Immy, do you smoke? Or does anyone actually....?

If you define smoking as “burning this plant and getting high off the fumes,” the twins (Misopatris and Epistrontis) definitely smoke because they’re down for any intoxicants (don’t do terrazine kids, it’s addictive and when you don’t have it you freak out). Polaris has been known to smoke, but as with all intoxicants he doesn’t do it unless he’s really sure he’s gonna be safe. Immardar doesn’t normally, not anymore, but if his friends are doing it he’ll give it a shot as long as it’s not really addictive. Tekar did a lot of things as a young man and will now advise against at least half of them.

If you mean cigarettes/pipes/etc. specifically for smoking, none of mine do. Protoss don’t really have mouths, and the humans aren’t into it. Fedosia for the “my body is a temple” thing and Hannya because she SELLS drugs, she knows that shit’s bad for you, she kicked everything when she got powerful.

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Fedosia yawned, leaning against the wall carelessly. The twins were chattering away, oblivious to her presence. They usually were, until she let them know she was hanging around. Well, this “mission” of theirs had gotten her interest a bit. Shi’Ara had continued to not feel ready to use the terran force for anything, and she was getting bored out of her skull. There was only so much that teleporting bread could do to distract her.

“So, what’s gotten you boys all riled up?” She flipped up her visor and gave them a lopsided smile as they jumped. “Did the breadling bite someone important on the ass, or..?”

Misopatris, it had to be him because of the well-kept hands, gallantly leapt to the defense of his pet. “Flower is extremely well-behaved, and would never do such a thing!”

“No, of course not. Shi would have killed it if it did that again.” That sarcastic drawl had to be Epistrontis.

Fedosia let the two boys tussle a bit before asking again. “So, what’s gotten you so excited?”

Epistrontis looked up from pulling Misopatris’ nerve cords. “Nothing special, really. Shi’s just having us trim some dead weight. There’s been some new recruits, so we’re just getting some useless members out of the way.”

“I don’t see why we have to do this, instead of letting the recruits do it themselves, but Shi insisted that someone who doesn’t look Nerazim do it. For the greater good, and all that.” Misopatris punched Epistrontis in the face. “Also probably because they’re one of the ones we’ve got on Aiur.”

A hit, then. Lovely. But she was bored, and there were plenty of Fist members who probably did deserve a bullet to the head. Shi’Ara had collected herself quite the merry band of psychopaths, and frankly, most of the other splinters were worse. But Shi’Ara had also managed to get her claws on more than a few people like Kaa’vaxi too. Hopefully these were the former, not the latter.

“If it’s so she doesn’t get caught, mind if I tag along? The more the merrier and all. And that means you can have one all to yourselves, right?” Fedosia shrugged. “I’m really damn bored. There’s only so much bread teleporting a girl can do, you know?”

The twins paused their fight to consider her proposal. Not that she could hear it, of course. Psionic conversation and all that. But eventually they helped each other up, ready to make their decision.

“Yeah, why not.” That was Misopatris. “You’ll get the old one. He probably wouldn’t be too much of a fight anyways.”

“Works for me.” Fedosia nodded. “Just tell me when I can get off this ship and do something.”

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The song playing sounded tinny and far away in the sparring room. The identical twins faced each other at the center of the room, so still as to be statues. The dim light of the room turned to true shadow in the corners, and the glow of their eyes and armor dyed the center of the room in red. The speakers hissed and clicked as a new song began to play.

Hand in hand, the two began to dance. Each step was perfectly in sync with the other’s and with the beat, each tilt and sway perfectly timed. The song thumped around the room like some clanging, metallic beast, dissonant with the serenity that the twins danced with.

They’d always been together, since they were born. They were their own people, even as twins, but for them to be apart was inconceivable. They had fought their way up the chain together, always on the same part of the link, always supporting the other in Rak’shir. They fought and quarreled like siblings do, and they weren’t two halves of the same person like some twins were, but they still loved each other very dearly because the other was their own person without them. And at the end of the day, they always had each other. Even after leaving the Tal’darim, even if this venture failed them and they were left without anyone, they would have each other.

And that was all they really needed.

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Fedosia has probably convinced Epistrontis that bees are symbiotic with humans and play an important part in human reproduction.

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@oyeerps they have done nothing but teleport bread for three days. Shi’Ara is going to kill them once she escapes the barrage.