hiyo haato

[soulping]

Heart starts at 5:30!

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[soulping]

[ for a moment the bird looks back and forth between him and the stuffed wolf on the bed and the box, it opens its beak as thought to squawk something --

but then the box and wolf disappear with a small pop --

and the heart shivers--and with a shine of light, in an unoccupied part of the room, a glass curio cabinet appears, wolf inside. the room feels warmer, more comfortable, and the bird scampers over to open the door, pointing toward the items littered about--and then to the open space waiting for them. ]

[secare]

( . . .? oh. he can't help but laugh. )

Oh, good! I think this is better. These should be treasured memories.

( opening the door and placing the doilie inside of it. )

[withmyownfists]

[ you feel lighter, better, with the doilie inside ]

[secare]

( let's pick up the iron book then. )

[withmyownfists]

[ As you touch the book, you experience a memory. As it ends the thought, This is the last time I saw her. I owe her so much, crosses your mind. You're filled with a great deal of gratitude--but you also feel a bit heavier. ]

[secare]

( shaking his head before. . . hugging the book tightly. )

Magpie. . . I hadn't spoken to her in a while myself, but she was important to me. She helped me catch Salt and Pepper. We built their pen together and she taught me all about them.

( putting the book in the case too. )

Magpie was strong. I admired her.

[withmyownfists]

[ you feeling of warmth as you put the book away, and again, once it's resting on the shelf, you feel lighter. better. ]

[secare]

( now for the a water color paint set and large vat. )

[withmyownfists]

[ As you touch the vat, you experience a memory. As it ends the thought, This is the last time I saw her. I should have been a better senpai, crosses your mind. You feel a little heavier holding it.

He will receive the slightest whisper of--a feeling of warning, the tiniest spike of adrenaline, as he reaches out to touch the paints. will he still pick them up? ]

[secare]

This is all the people you lost then, huh. . .? I think you're too hard on yourself about this kind of stuff. There's no telling when people are going to up and leave and. . . It's okay. Sometimes they come back.

( nonetheless, he still touches the paints. he's ready. )

[withmyownfists]

[ There's a small whisper in the room as he guesses--just a sort of feeling that he got it right, at least in part--but....

As he touches the paint set, he experiences a memory of someone who can't come back. As it ends the thought, This is the last time I saw her, crosses your mind. There's a feeling of mixed worry and hope attached to it, but overall you still feel a little heavier holding it. ]

[secare]

Midori. . .

( somehow he figured that it would be her and he took her loss the hardest. he couldn't even speak about it because it was just one after another and the thought made him sick on how he didn't even really enjoy his last day with her. he just let her leave like he did and—

he presses a hand to his eye as he fights back the tears. )

Between us, you gave her a better send off than I did. I failed her as a teammate. I told her we were family but I couldn't get past my own bitterness to say goodbye properly.

But. It's good. It's good she went home. There was so much more for her than here. She deserves to be happy and to be with Takumi where she found peace.

( rubbing his hands over the paintset before putting both items away with the rest. )

[withmyownfists]

[ he feels a little lighter, a little better, with the paint set put away properly. the birb is following him and looks... vaguely distressed. if he stops long enough to let it, it's going to latch onto him for a hug. ]

[secare]

( glancing at it before kneeling down to pat it on the head. )

I wonder what you are. . .?

[withmyownfists]

[ probably nothing as complicated as you might think, but nonetheless a very important fellow, you can feel it as you touch its head. its a feeling like warmth, like understanding, empathy--but the urge to act on that feeling of empathy

this is the sensation you feel when you touch the 'mon's head. and perhaps this is why it's following you around?

what will you do now? ]

[secare]

Hmmm.

( how gentle. but can he really leave it alone? doesn't this make it harder on her? gently pushing him off. )

You've gotta go. I don't think you should be here with me.

[withmyownfists]

[ the birb squawks and flaps its arms with distress. ]

[secare]

Do you really want to stay?

( stopping, looking at it. it understands enough. )

[withmyownfists]

[ it plops down on its little birdy butt in the room stubbornly. STAYING!!! ]

[secare]

( laughs. )

Guess you're a part of Hiyori if that's how you wanna do it!

( then he's bending down to fish around in his pockets. there's a poorly made friendship bracelet there. he loosens the frayed string and places it around the mon's neck. )

I think I know what you are. I'm not sure, but you're part of Hiyori anyway so I think. . . you should hold onto this for me. You'll keep it safer than I could.

[withmyownfists]

[ OOC: RETROACTIVELY changin this mon from hawlucha to riolu which does make ic sense but i can't explain it here & now ]

[ RIOLU is now holding the item FRIENDSHIP BRACELET.

for a moment, nothing seems to happen, but then... a feeling of intense warmth overtakes you and bright shining light engulfs the blue dog. when it fades away...

RIOLU has EVOLVED into LUCARIO!

Nor does that friendship bracelet look so shabby anymore. the once-frayed strings show no signs of wear and the colors have changed to tightly-braided green and pink. You can't help but feel extremely happy. ]

/3

[secare]

( ?! )

[secare]

( whoaaaa, guess that is what it looks like when it happens in person.

AWESOME!! )

[secare]

I DIDN'T KNOW YOU COULD EVEN DO THAT.

[withmyownfists]

[ young grasshoppa let us show you the pokemon way

the dog nods its head YES ]