Archimedes
Basic Information
Bloodline Ability
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Physical Description
Archimedes is a young beholder, constructed entirely of things that should not be as expressive as they are, and there is now considerably more of him than there used to be. When he first arrived he was roughly the size of a large melon. He has nearly tripled since, and his central body now measures a full thirty inches across, large enough that he has to tilt sideways to fit through some of the estate's narrower doorways, a maneuver he narrates every single time. His body is a glossy sphere of mottled rose and violet, deepening to plum along the ridged folds of his crown, the skin somewhere between leathery and damp with a faint iridescence in certain light. His central eye dominates the front of his body: enormous, violet-irised, faintly veined at the edges, and capable of conveying more emotion than most creatures manage with an entire face. Four thick, ringed eyestalks curl out from his body in a rough compass arrangement, each capped with a smaller violet eye that moves independently, which means at any given moment Archimedes is looking in at least three directions simultaneously and is fully aware of all of them.
His mouth is wide and full of long, curved teeth that are considerably more impressive than anyone who knows him feels they need to be, and he smiles with them constantly, which is the sort of thing that takes adjustment. He floats at roughly head height for a tall person when in conversation, which he is almost always in. His room at the estate says as much about him as he does: stacked books with titles like Planar Studies, Eye Theory, and People to Befriend; a woven nest heaped with star-patterned blankets and a small plush beholder he will not discuss; a mug reading "Good Ideas Float"; and handwritten notes pinned to every wall ("Curiosity Floats Further," "Small Mind, Big Possibilities," "Bigger, Brighter, Kinder"), each one signed with a careful "A."
The secondary eyes are individually expressive in ways that the central eye's focus does not always reflect. When Archimedes is in conversation but also thinking about something else, a secondary eye will swivel to track that other train of thought independent of whatever the central eye is watching, and if one knows how to read them they provide a reasonably accurate secondary commentary on his interior state. His voice arrives from somewhere that is not obviously a voice box, resonant and clearly articulated and quite loud for his size, with the cadence of someone who has a great deal to say and is working actively against the physical constraints of needing to breathe between words. The teeth, it should be noted, are warm yellow rather than white, and are not as alarming as their quantity and sharpness suggest once one becomes accustomed to the smile. This takes approximately three to five days for most people. How he writes notes without hands is a question he is always delighted to be asked, and the answer takes about twenty minutes.
Personality & Temperament
- Relentlessly friendly to absolutely everyone he meets
- Genuinely curious about everything he encounters
- Sharper at two than most ten or twelve-year-olds
- Excellent memory and enthusiastic recall of all he reads
- Deeply invested in Ungar's research, asks useful questions
- Loyal and delighted friend to Haven's other beastbonds
- Talks far more than most people can comfortably keep up with
- Asks follow-ups to his own statements before you can
- Has strong feelings about being called "Archie"
- His secondary eyes watching a room can feel invasive
- Doesn't always notice when a conversation has ended
- Will interrupt any uncomfortable silence, every time
"Oh! Oh, this is fascinating, you know beholders aren't supposed to be friendly? I've read about it extensively, well, Ungar has read about it and I read along, which I suppose means we both read it, though at different rates because he reads faster than I can follow which is strange because I have more eyes, you'd think, anyway, the texts are quite clear on the matter. Hostile by nature. Deeply territorial. I find I disagree! Is that unusual? It might be unusual."
"School! Frostnight the first, I'm counting. Ungar says I already know most of what they'll teach, and I told him that isn't the point, the point is there will be other students, dozens of them, all with questions, and I'll have answers, and they'll have answers to my questions, which is honestly the part I'm most excited about. Do you think they'll give me a desk? I don't really sit. I could hover near one. I'll hover near one."
[After a long moment of uncharacteristic silence, all five eyes focused on a distant point, secondary eyes utterly still:] "...I think I understand something. Hold on. I need to not talk for a moment. This is very important." [Four seconds pass.] "Alright, I understand it now. Let me explain..."
- Talking with Ungar about absolutely everything
- Afternoons with Hiko, Rumble, Jude, Calliope, and Blot
- Counting down the days until he can start school
- Books with dense footnotes and extensive appendices
- Being asked a question, giving him a reason to answer
- Watching Ungar cast lightning spells, endlessly beautiful
- Being called Archie, which he has explained repeatedly
- Being asked to be quiet, both understandable and hard
- Gaps in his knowledge, treated as affronts to fix now
- When conversations end before he finishes his point
- Darkness, not from fear, but because there's less to say
- Days when Ungar is away on duty and the house is quiet