Ise Nanao (
bamfsecretary) wrote2012-06-18 12:16 pm
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9th book; father's day {video/action for Goldenrod}
//video; warning for mentions of death
{When the feed clicks on, it's not immediately obvious what's happening - indeed, the scene is almost preternaturally still. A little girl with black hair slowly tiptoes across the floor towards an armchair, head cocked to the side curiously. The camera moves to follow her, and in doing so, reveals the occupant of the armchair.}
Hello, Isis. {Nanao looks old, sitting still as a statue - the Fisher King, if you would, ensconced forever on her throne. The little girl - Isis - clambers up onto her lap, burying her head beneath Nanao's chin, and whines unhappily.}
You have not been yourself, mistress. {An unfamiliar voice, wispy and thin floats out of nowhere, at least until Kiyone, her first starter and Alakazam moves forward into the picture.} What ails you?
You have my memories, do you not? {Isis curls and shifts so she too can look at the powerful Psychic - her eyes, only just visible, are the same shade of purple as Nanao's own.} That is correct.
Then I would suggest you peruse them with today's date in mind, Kiyone. {Her voice is tinged with bitterness and pain, and her arms come to hold Isis close to her chest.}
{The Alakazam is quiet for a long time, sitting cross-legged in mid-air, running through a century and a half's worth of days dated June 18.}
....I am sorry that I did not make the connection straight away, mistress. I should have checked myself. {Nanao shakes her head, and moves to stand, startling Isis, who transforms back into a Zorua. Neither the human nor the Alakazam pay this any notice.}
It is not your fault - I am just being exceptionally maudlin over events that have happened a long, long time ago. {She crosses to the window, Zorua cradled close.} By all rights, I should have forgotten....
One does not forget death easily. Especially not one's own. {Kiyone's hand closes over the 'Gear quietly, shutting it off with a flick of his claw.}
//action; Goldenrod
{In the afternoon, one might see Nanao and her considerable amount of Pokemon gracing one of Goldenrod's larger parks - the Pokemon are playing, yes, but they seem to be keeping closer to Nanao than usual. That said, they certainly will allow you to talk to her, if you so choose.}
{OOC: Kiyone is actually speaking English here - yes, he is now able to freak people out without telepathy. Yay? EDIT: PLEASE GO AND READ THIS FAQ, it is very important and deals with talking Pokemon! Kiyone has had over a year of practice to learn how to do this properly.}
{When the feed clicks on, it's not immediately obvious what's happening - indeed, the scene is almost preternaturally still. A little girl with black hair slowly tiptoes across the floor towards an armchair, head cocked to the side curiously. The camera moves to follow her, and in doing so, reveals the occupant of the armchair.}
Hello, Isis. {Nanao looks old, sitting still as a statue - the Fisher King, if you would, ensconced forever on her throne. The little girl - Isis - clambers up onto her lap, burying her head beneath Nanao's chin, and whines unhappily.}
You have not been yourself, mistress. {An unfamiliar voice, wispy and thin floats out of nowhere, at least until Kiyone, her first starter and Alakazam moves forward into the picture.} What ails you?
You have my memories, do you not? {Isis curls and shifts so she too can look at the powerful Psychic - her eyes, only just visible, are the same shade of purple as Nanao's own.} That is correct.
Then I would suggest you peruse them with today's date in mind, Kiyone. {Her voice is tinged with bitterness and pain, and her arms come to hold Isis close to her chest.}
{The Alakazam is quiet for a long time, sitting cross-legged in mid-air, running through a century and a half's worth of days dated June 18.}
....I am sorry that I did not make the connection straight away, mistress. I should have checked myself. {Nanao shakes her head, and moves to stand, startling Isis, who transforms back into a Zorua. Neither the human nor the Alakazam pay this any notice.}
It is not your fault - I am just being exceptionally maudlin over events that have happened a long, long time ago. {She crosses to the window, Zorua cradled close.} By all rights, I should have forgotten....
One does not forget death easily. Especially not one's own. {Kiyone's hand closes over the 'Gear quietly, shutting it off with a flick of his claw.}
//action; Goldenrod
{In the afternoon, one might see Nanao and her considerable amount of Pokemon gracing one of Goldenrod's larger parks - the Pokemon are playing, yes, but they seem to be keeping closer to Nanao than usual. That said, they certainly will allow you to talk to her, if you so choose.}
{OOC: Kiyone is actually speaking English here - yes, he is now able to freak people out without telepathy. Yay? EDIT: PLEASE GO AND READ THIS FAQ, it is very important and deals with talking Pokemon! Kiyone has had over a year of practice to learn how to do this properly.}
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[It's weird. Not that he thinks he could do a lot better in person, but he didn't like communicating with those things as much, practical though they may be.]
[So he sighs, hesitates, and is on the feed some time later.]
Hey, so ... are you okay?
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{But happiness is a frail thing with her, and she has to fight to keep it alive.}
Not really....
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[He runs a hand through his hair and looks at the gear a little sideways. She should know this look by now - it's the one that shows that he's unsure about how to tackle a problem.]
[But in the end, it's not like he could ignore this. He's not that kind of guy anymore, at least not with some people.]
So your death, huh?
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{She couldn't love him any more at this moment.}
I.... guess I never told you. Sorry.
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No, I mean, that's fine. It's pretty personal.
I guess you didn't really mean for everyone to hear either, right?
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With the fact that today is the day I died over a century ago? That I'm a literal god of death who shepards spirits between the realms of the living and the dead, charged with keeping a balance between the two? That I should have forgotten my own death?
Hal, I don't even know what I'm meant to do here.
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Ah, are you aware that you were being recorded, miss?
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With my luck, there was every chance of this being recorded. It's.... well, not fine, but it was probably going to happen anyway.
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I see. I won't ask further, in that case.
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Her trainer's got better luck, though, since he's just slowly coming up to wherever Nanao is, his face carefully kept blank. He saw the video feed, so...what can he say? It's not like remembers his death and can offer sympathy or anything. Still completely out of his element, so he'll just...stand there, close enough that she undoubtedly knows he's nearby but far enough that he doesn't encroach that much on her space if she wants it. What is knowing how to react to feels, Momthing?]
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{What do?}
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And what does the trainer in question do? Simple! He'll just crouch to get a better look at that Petilil, also a little curious. Never seen one of you before...]
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Hitsugaya-san, meet Meret the Petilil.
{Yeah there was no way that Kiyone wasn't going to stick his nose into this.}
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[There's an odd sort of frown on Envy's face, a mix of unsurety, concern, and a certain measure of possessiveness, none of which he particularly wants to let show but isn't holding back entirely anyway.]
How are you doing?
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Usually I can just force my way through it via paperwork, but... I'm not there, I'm here. {She tapers off, just sitting quietly.}
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Maybe there's something else you can do, like training.
['Or breaking things' is the unspoken addition. HE DOESN'T KNOW but violence always makes him feel better so maybe it would help her...]
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I'm not sure what Toshirou would say to that.
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He walks up behind, smiling as usual. Today's a nice day for him and it's showing.]
He~llo, Nanao,~
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Good day, Other Father.
{Morpheus the Munna floats up and over to Other Father, circling around him a few time.}
Ah, Morpheus, stop that!
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What's shakin', little Poke?
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{The Munna squeaks, and floats back over to Nanao.} This is his first real excursion out with all my other Pokemon.
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