Areta Maikir
Areta was once best known as the inventor of the Aravun calendar, but ve is now best known as the rebel leader during the Astris Genocide.
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Choice
When the Ida created Areta, it created ver with the intention of learning about the concept of free will. Areta held the ability to choose ver own purpose without the Ida's direct input. This power ultimately disappeared when Areta chose ver purpose: to facilitate collaboration. Although unconnected to the actual power of choice, ve also chose a new name: Maikir, or Dreamer.Dreams
The power of dreams personally impacts Areta via ver literal dreams, which take on symbolic and memorable forms. Externally, ve has an uncanny knack for identifying the needs and desires which drive people... and presenting them with the choice/option of pursuing them. This has made ver a formidible opponent at the negotiation table, something which has suited ver well especially in times of crisis. Show ProseCollaborative FailureAreta walks through the door. The silence is deafening as Uri and Heyir both shutdown, the words they were screaming at each other dead on their tongues. “Uh huh," Areta notes skeptically, stripping out of his muddy work clothes. “That’s what I thought.” Heyir mutters something vindictive under their breath. "Excuse me, Heyir? Repeat that louder for me, right now." Ve hopes they won't. Ve doesn't fault Heyir's longer temper. "Uri's a fucking idiot," Heyir repeats loudly, shame-faced. A moment later, Heyir's bag collides with their face. They're already standing up to leave while Areta addresses Uri, "You, too, Uri! Disowned! Bye-bye! Come back when you can work out a sincere, joint apology. I have three rules in this godforsaken house! Strike one!" Heyir and Uri grimace at each other in sincere, joint fear of Areta. They leave. Areta slams the door on them, then turns to the gathered Ezekoru who are doing their best to mind their collective business in the face of domestic strife. Ve takes one enormously huge breath, then says with earned confidence, “Good riddances! Board game, anyone? They’ll be back within the hour.” An entire hour later, Uri and Heyir return... to board games? Areta looks up and ver smile turns severe. "Spit it out or get out." “In—in front of everyone?” “Did I stutter, Uri?” Areta leans forward. “All of you should apologize, but y’all are mine.” Heyir offers Areta their apology. Uri offers aer own. Areta waits, and Areta stares. The opposites stare back, uncomprehending. "Oh, for fuck's sake. I said joint apology. Get out.” “But it was Heyir who—” Areta whoops in mock laughter to shut Uri up. “Rule 2, strike 2! Do I look like your wanuye? I’m your partner! I might be Kivir, but you better show Areta some fucking respect at minimum! Joint apology and you’re homeless until after sunrise. This ain’t about who can zip it faster. You really think I couldn’t hear you both from the street? Poor Serayin you two are. Shameful. Absolutely bottom of the barrel. Get out of my house!” Uri's left gaping. Heyir grabs aer by the arm and forces them both back outside.
Time Keeping
Areta has a perfect sense of time, as if ve has a stopwatch built into ver mind. Ve developed this power over the course of ver purpose-and-name finding journey. Though ve has since left the name Hetahi behind, the power has permanently stuck. Show Prose45 MinutesRavi keeps his promise, even though it takes him a few years to work up to it. Ravi breaches the gap. He hugs Bee. Bee refuses to release him for the rest of his visit to Haven that day. "Five minutes left," Areta reminds on autopilot. Ravi mumbles the final part of his promise to Maran, grateful this special kind of torture is over, "I love you, wanuye." Bee kisses him fatly on the cheek and whispers, "I love you, too, kabi. I love you.” Then he’s hugging Ravi, again, even tighter now. Ravi shifts to mouth at Areta, “Save me.” Areta does no such thing. In fact, a minute before Bee is due to return to Aravu, ve sits on ver porch steps and waits. Areta waves as Rafa appears and ze strides over to ver, 27 seconds early. "You're early." "Shut up, Areta. There had better be a medical emergency."
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