bamfsecretary | 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.}}

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Ah, my apologies, I should have introduced myself. I'm Sion Astal.

Nanao Ise - it's a pleasure.

Likewise.

[Then Kiyone's very lucky it's Hina that came with Hitsugaya and not Mizumaru. That duck never stops cackling once he gets going. Ever.

His trainer, on the other hand, is a man of very few words on some occasions, and this is one of them. Hence that nod at the first part, and why he's silent for a moment longer. Trying to figure out what he can say to that, he is.]

It's understandable, given the circumstances. [He pauses, then shakes his head.] It might be best if you try to stop thinking on it. Dwelling on something that can't be changed only hurts you.

{Until he takes a Thunderpunch to the beak, that is.}

The same to you, Toushirou-kun. I suppose I can throw myself back in to training and raising my rather considerable brood.

[Yes, well, at that point he'd get up and start using Hydro Pump on everything. The cackling is the lesser of two evils.

Also, that was a nod. He can...accept that point. Even if he won't follow it. He did say "try", after all.]

It would certainly keep you busy for a time. Though finding the time to do that and hold the job you need to keep paying for everything else isn't something that's going to be easy.

[It's not like his part-time's going to get them through everything, after all. Not without some serious cutbacks.]

Well you wouldn't need to say anything to him about it.

[He returns her chuckle with a smirk that's similarly half-hearted before he lets it fall, running his hand through his hair. This is much more difficult when they're in different cities.]

[Although...]

Where are you right now?

Ah, good point.

{Isis wiggles up, peering at Envy just on the bottom of the screen. Who be you, man.}

Still in Goldenrod, and I'm not doing awfully much.

[Envy gives Isis an acknowledging nod; he's generally fond of Zoruas. They're much better than Dittos!]

Well, why don't you take the train here to Saffron then?

{DAMN STRAIGHT. Also she just sort of sinks back out of sight since asdcfhgasd what is being social....}

I... hadn't thought of that. Perhaps a change of scene will do me some good.

{ :I }

{She's quiet for a moment, and a Munna floats in quietly to rest on top of her head like the world's most ridiculous hat.}

Envy invited me over to Saffron. I'm... thinking of taking him up on it.

{Other Father had offered her money, and she's thinking now that she might just accept.}

[He's a crazy duck. You know dis, Momthing.

He doesn't say anything for a moment, face carefully blank, before he nods. It isn't like he'd ask her to stay, that's for sure.]

Time out of this city would do you some good. Just remember to stay out of trouble, alright?

[Nothing wrong with accepting help from friends, Nanao. Nothing wrong with it at all.]

[He nods.]

It's still a big city, but it's different enough for a change. The four of us are still here too. [Meaning obviously himself, France, Tulio, and Miguel, because who else does Envy travel with? And hello roundabout way of saying 'I want you to come see me so I can get you to be less sad'.]

Yeah, well ... good with the bad, and so on.

_{[It's a feeble attempt at humour but hey, it's there. He remains uncertain-looking tough, looks at Isis for jus a moment.]}

So is it ... I mean, I get that it's a big deal. I mean, for you.

But uh.

Is it a thing you need to ... talk about, or ...

{Isis waves! Hello!}

I won't burden you with details, if you don't wish to hear them. It is... fairly horrific.

_{[Waves back?... More focused on Nanao though cause reasons.]}

Yeah, I believe you.

Death usually is.

You are? Well, then. I think I might have to try and find my old Magnet Train pass. {In Nanao-speak that's "I AM COMING BROTHER YOU BETTER BE READY FOR ME"}

{Unfortunately, yes.}

{She nods back, and Pasithea tumbles off her head with a surprised squeak.}

Ah, sorry-- And me, stay out of trouble? Have you forgotten who I am going to see?

{There's a touch of sarcasm in her tone there - she's getting better.}

{C:!! She can totally socialise!}

It isn't always violent, though. In my time as a Shinigami, I have dealt with people who have died in many different circumstances - and most of them were peaceful.

Then you're lucky.

_{[He looks a little bitter. ... he hasn't seen a lot of death, exactly, but he's heard a ton of stories and seen enough to know that it's usually not easy for anyone involved.]}

.....I keep forgetting you're from a time well before mine.

{Yeah, life wasn't exactly pleasant back then.}

_{[Not at all. He's lucky he's been doing so well, all things considered. He shrugs, somewhat defensively - doesn't really want to talk about it.]

[Then, surprisingly honest:]}

I don't.

_{[Because honestly, even after all this time? Things still confuse and amaze him. People still speak in such a way that can be confusing or that seems foreign. He's on top of it, now, but it's still always clear to him that there are many, many years separating this year from his - to not even mention some of the people who are even further off.]}

{Yes, she may have been born in the 1830s, but at least she has lived the past century and a bit - and she feels bad for it. If she was confused with things here occasionally, then how did Tulio and Miguel manage it?}

I'm sorry.

{Pokemon, man. It's trippy stuff.}

_{[So very trippy, man.]}

Eh ... it's okay. Anyway, it's better here.

_{[And that is a very big truth.]}

[At least getting trounced by Kiyone would take his ego down a peg....or just make him angry. Either is possible.

The sarcasm earns her a look, and his face is no longer quite so blank. It's old habit, and slipping into it is simple. Especially if it means she'll stop dwelling on the past, even if only for a little.]

No, but considering I haven't seen him end up in the Center like you have, I'd think you're the one who attracts trouble more often.

[The "so stay out of it" stays unsaid this time. He's still so emotionally constipated it's ridiculous.]

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