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help I've tripped into nostalgia and I cannot stand once more

Whoa, what-- Are you crying? C'mon, it wasn't that good. Besides, it's old news. Bring back medicine to a couple sick kids, and I guess you get a statue. No big deal.

[Balto don't even play cool you know you've got feelings about it]

Though really . . . look long enough for you to pay attention t' me. It's been a lifetime, y'know. An' now that I'm not cooped up in your proverbial cage . . . I think I'll do some wandering around. See what there is to see.

Right after I conveniently forget that I'm talking to a human. Like you can even understand me . . . [he laughs lightly]

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Do not laugh off the power of this place so lightly, young wolf. It may yet surprise you to know that humans can understand even animals in this place.

[he gives the strange horse a wry smile. he's accepted who he is, but "wolf" getting used in a way that isn't snide is going to take some getting used to]

That would have to be some serious power. I've barked my fool head off at humans before--been tryin' to get to them for years, and nothing.

[ How sad, when a creature of the animal kingdom couldn't even recognize her for what she was. He's been around humans who don't believe too much. Oh well, she couldn't actually be surprised if she knew his circumstances. ]

In this place, you will such power exists. It would be preferable were it possible to speak to humans as they do each other, however. [ Well, she can speak to Some humans. The ones that can see her for what she is. ]

[not to mention being stuck in Alaska all his life. there's a very limited range of wild animal in the mostly-frozen tundra]

Yeah, I wouldn't exactly mind it. There'd be a lot less misunderstandings. Just, "Hey wait, I'm not gonna use your hand as a chew toy, promise, you just caught me yawning at a bad time." [his tone is light and joking, but there's definitely that serious undertone of "this has been my life"]

[ That would also be a thing, yes. ]

I am sorry, that you have had to suffer from their ignorance, young one.

[he rolls his body in a canine shrug, a little awkward]

Thanks. It's getting better, though. Guess I finally proved myself.

So! [he smiles and sits on his hackles] What's your story? I've never seen a horse like you before.

Okay, I must be tripping out of my mind if I'm seeing and hearing a dog talk.

...Wait. I barely do any Stout. So I'm not hallucinating....

Mun, what did you throw me at???

[STARES wide-eyed for a couple seconds. what's going on???? is this a joke?]

. . . That's my line, y'know. You can actually-- We talk all the time, all animals do. Humans are just horrible listeners.

So what makes you so different?

How is that your line? Wait. Is this a... don't tell me... I learned about it ages ago. The spire of... balber?

[Tower of Babel, dude.]

People are horrible listeners among their own kind, so that doesn't surprise me.

[Him being, mostly, one of them. And not because he's partially deaf.]

I think it's just our surroundings that are different? I don't have the credits for any translation devices.

Whatever this balber is, it's got a lot to answer for.

[his tone is joking because, well. what even is a spire, and what kinda word is balber?]

[he snorts sassily] Yeah, tell me about it . . .

Well, this place makin' the impossible possible doesn't many any less sense than one special boy bein' able to understand animals, so. I'll take it!

[Balto has been pacing before this weird human as he spoke. now he sits on his haunches like a good dog, but he's giving himself more than an arm's length of space]

Might as well introduce ourselves. I'm Balto.

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[He grimaces at the use of the word "boy" but since it's a dog, it's fine, he decides.]

Daiki.

[...Still talking to a DOG. Wow. Still, he looks at Balto for a moment before sitting down, himself. Even he knows how uncomfortable it can be to crane one's head up (and up!!) just to see someone's face.]

...Hard to believe that this place takes away the language barrier.

[He's not trying to be stubborn, but he's generally not talkative to begin with.]

So where are you from? I'm from Ceres.

[ah, Daiki sitting down makes Balto relax a little. being on equal footing is much better. though it's still pretty clear that he's not used to humans paying him so much attention; he's still a bit tense, like he's waiting for the other shoe to drop]

Nome, Alaska. It's a small town that's almost always covered in snow. And when the sun hits just right, the Northern Lights bring the night sky to life. One long shimmering river of color.

[his tail swishes uncertainly, curious] Never heard of Ceres. What's it like?

[That actually sounds really fantastic, but Daiki isn't sure what to make of it. Snow? Nome, Alaska??]

...It's a dump on the planet Amoi. But it's where I was born. It's one giant slum where you're lucky if you can make it to the next week.

It's also overpopulated with men. It's very... [He was about to say "dog eat dog" but... no.] ...competitive. We're always at odds for what meager supplies we're given by the main city.

[if it's at all ever possible, Daiki should come visit sometime. Balto would show him around. how's that for weird?]

. . . Wow. I'm sorry, but that sounds like a terrible place to live. I mean, I understand a few dogs--er, humans havin' to dig through the trash to get by, but everybody?

Is your uh, Amoi low on supplies?

Nope. The middle and upper and highest classes are just fine and dandy. It's just those of us who were born in Ceres who live in squalor.

[He sighs, then shrugs slightly.] When you live with it all your life, you learn how to manage. How to exist from one day to the next.

[Impulsively, he leans forward and extends his hand towards Balto's head, then catches himself and sets his hand on his knee, instead.]

But, no, the entire rest of the planet can travel to space. Places beyond the stars, as it's romantically called. Us in Ceres pretty much just live off of the scraps of the citizens.

[Balto's ears lower to the sides as Daiki's hand approaches, then perk up and flatten back against his head as Daiki retreats. uncertainty, then uncertainty and disappointment. oh. huh. he's still wary about humans touching him, but he almost wants it, too. well that's confusing. guess that's what happens when a wolfdog grows up amongst dogs]

Exist . . . scraps. Y'know, I can kinda get that. And that's not a good sign for Ceres. [dryyy tone. ha ha it's a joke, c'mon laugh]

How everyone treats you based on who your parents were, or where you're born-- [he shakes his head] There's gotta be a way to fight back against the top dogs. Right?

An ant couldn't even live there without struggling.

[He sighs - huffs, even - at the joke. He doesn't get it, but he can tell enough that it's a joke.]

...I wish I could, but for me, it's hard enough just to exist. How am I supposed to compete with a bunch of dudes who are almost twice my height and nearly three times as intelligent? Oh, and get this, they're stronger, faster, more enduring - a bunch of things on top of the usual resourcefulness that people are? In fact, there's only one tale of one dying, and that was because he went and got himself killed for the sake of one of us Ceres folk.

[He huffs again, pushing some of his hair behind his ears in agitation. In the process, it shows some scarring along his left temple and his right ear.]

[he tilts his head and frowns, spotting those scars. knowing the kinda place Daiki comes from . . . guess even humans and dogs can have things in common]

I wanna say if you all stood up to them, it'd go great. But . . . I know bullies. Most tend to follow along so they don't get beat up. Or they buy into the crap.

[he glances away, his tone light] Or they have gotten beat up, and they know better. [he cocks his head, grinning] Me? I don't know better.

[He also might notice that Daiki keeps his head subtly tilted so that his undamaged ear is slightly forward.]

No, while I think the death of Jupiter's greatest, favorite son shook her, I don't think it changed anything at all. They - the society - certainly do fit the definition of a bully, but it's honestly how everything has been since it was established hundreds of years ago.

...What do you mean that you don't know better? You seem plenty intelligent to me.

[canines tilt their heads throughout human conversation to better hear them anyhow, so he doesn't think much of that]

Ha, well . . . Y'know how I said I know bullies? Well uhh, I didn't take it lyin' down. I fought back. [he cocks his head and glances away, continuing dryly] And Steele an' his gang beat me every time.

[he looks back to Daiki, then grins] 'Til I beat 'em in a race, and helped save the kids of Nome. [he drops the smile and shrugs] I just couldn't stop trying, or I woulda gone nuts.

No, it's exactly how I feel. Nothing bad about that.

[Daiki smiles honestly, warmly.]

Still, racing? Nice. I used to race. Ah, on motorized bikes that hover just a little over the ground.

Well. 'Til I crashed and died. Twice. Came back after that, though.

[He rubs the back of his neck, smiling sheepishly.]

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help I've tripped into nostalgia and I cannot stand once more

Aaaa Baltoooooooooo

OMG THE LAST UNICORN? helloooo

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