alphajade:

streetxcat:

     it's quiet when he steps into the house. not an usual occurrence. after he'd taken cat in he was genuinely SURPRISED that not much changed about his day to day schedule. he supposes that's a good thing. most people, he'd imagine, preferred reclusive roommates. milo, despite all his STUDIES and WORK, did not. he was helping cat because she needed it but he'd be lying if he said there wasn't a SELFISH edge to it. he's never grown out of his tendency to feel LONELY or ISOLATED. it had been a bitter thing to realize that being renowned and respected hadn't satisfied that NEED within him for companionship. but cat    cat certainly did just that, much to his DELIGHT. 

     he'd knocked on her bedroom door intending to ask her what she might like for dinner. after a few minutes of waiting ( and more timid knocking ) he figured she wouldn't IGNORE him and she wouldn't be asleep QUITE yet. and so the hunt was on! high and LOW he searched around the house. running out of ideas, he began to look for a note. perhaps she'd gone out for the night. it's as he's looking for a sign supporting this hypothesis that he hears a noise from his lab. 

       he opens the door with a CHIPPER smile on his face until his nose is hit by a WAFT of chemicals. immediately there is concern when he spots his house mate standing by a mess of broken beaker glass and liquid. he bounds into the room, taking one of her hands to guide her away from the MESS so she doesn't step in it, if she hasn't ALREADY, that is!

    ❛ cat! are you alright? you haven't HURT yourself have you? do you feel lightheaded? i-i'm not sure what you KNOCKED over so i'm not sure if you SHOULD feel light-headed? how long have you been IN HERE with that stuff? it smells AWFUL! ❜

alostlinguist:

don’t you bring up things that are true!!

 ❛ BETRAYAL!!! BETRAYAL CAN COME FROM ANYONE AT ANYTIME?? ❜

   i just remembered maui!! and also kocoum from pocahontas and this post is now a callout?? how DISRESPECTFUL is it that these men had the gall to be half naked?? and shame milo with their huge abs??  their bICEPS?? their jawlines??  leave milo’s home IMMEDIATELY 

     milo's future has never been a path of certainty. it has always been a collection of doubt painted over with hope that grew frailer by the day. until atlantis    now he can see into his future clearly. it is to be part of something greater than he alone could ever be. his future is to watch atlantis rise like a phoenix from its own ashes under gentle and wise leadership. it is to stand by the side of a QUEEN ( his queen, by some miracle ) offering her his heart and companionship. 

     the people of atlantis have opened their arms to him kindly. the world has enough HEROES, he'd said, that doesn't change the fact that he is one. over time he's become friendly with some atlanteans but he still feels that there's a disconnect. after YEARS of wanting to be KNOWN and RESPECTED it's funny that he wishes he was less so. here beneath the waves of the ocean he is HERO OF ATLANTIS, SUITOR OF THE QUEEN, THE GIFTED SCHOLAR. it's a different kind of being an outsider than he's used to. it comes with a pedestal and not ridicule but it's just as lonely, in the long run.

       in the place of his dreams he's crossing another of life's greatest mile stones, but doing it alone. there is no one CLOSE to share it with. but milo is the type where news like this has to be shared. he's an expert in language, he's desperate to COMMUNICATE and connect. so he seeks out the company of the one person who treats him normally. the one crew member left behind beside himself. this is how he finds himself outside of helga's personal quarters knocking on her door.

    ❛ helga! i have something i have to tell you! can i come in? are you home? ❜