bamfsecretary | twenty-fourth form; waking up sore {Accidental Video/Action for Ecruteak Inn}

Alakazaaaam...

Kiyone gently runs a three-fingered hand over his unstirring mistress’ bandaged head, delicately trying to probe into her mind, but upon being blocked once again by a mysterious barrier, he sighs and gets up, wandering over to the window. Shinrai moves closer to Nanao’s unmoving form and squeaks as the elder Pokemon throws wide the curtains, letting beams of summer sunlight flood the room, gilding everything inside with a welcome warmth.

Ri? Rioluuuu.

Kiyone looks back over his shoulder at the baby ‘Mon, and smiles gently. It had not been an easy time for the youngest member of Nanao’s party, but the Riolu was nothing if not resilient. Even if he couldn’t walk. After Envy’s Pokemon had brought them into Ecruteak, Shinrai had tearfully explained what had happened to them, and to say they were unhappy was an understatement.

Aaaala. Kazam.

Shinrai smiled back, and threw his arms into the air, giggling. The noise woke Hanatarou, who had been curled up atop a nearby chair, and she stretched, before slithering off the chair and flowing like a furry river up onto the bed, and nuzzled the young Riolu, and he giggled again. Then he stopped, and cocked his head to the side.

Lu?

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{There’s a deep, pained-sounding groan coming from somewhere to the left of the ‘Gear, and the sound of shifting sheets.}

wh-where am I.... s’too bright... {A whimper, more rustling sounds, and then a yelp, and a thud.}

O-owwwww.... {There’s a sob, and then the camera finally moves, and Nanao comes into view, far too pale, wrapped in bedsheets, and with bandages wrapped around her head.}

I - I feel sick...

{OOC: Nanao is awake! But she’s also suffering the side effects of a severe concussion, so any ‘Gear replies will be rather nonsensical. She’s in a room at the Ecruteak Inn, so if you’re in the building, feel free to have your characters drop by.}

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{She frowns - yes she can see it.}

's it from your bitey th'ng?

Yes.

[His head will be drooping down now.]

A-awww, Yao-s'n, don' be sad. 't'll grow b'ck.

'v'ntually.

I know, but it's just that... I liked my hair long and it's an old tradition in my country for men to grow it out, aru.

It just became part of my identity in a way.

[He sighs.]

Still, there are worse things to lose than hair, aru. I should be happy that Cao Cao only ate my ponytail and not the rest of my hair.

{She doesn't look like she took all of that in, but she smiles lazily nonetheless.}

You st'll look pr'tty without it, don' worry.

[He smiles sheepishly.]

Xie xie.

{She has no idea of what that means! ~~but i do~~}

S'okay.

Hey - d'you 'member a... door?

[China stiffens a bit.]

Yes, I do.

{Her fingers trace lazy patterns on the bedspread.}

I don' know why, bu' there were two o' you.

'n you were in a uniform.

Y-Yes, it was the same uniform I was wearing when I first came to Johto. I still have it, aru. It's in my bag back at the inn.

I think I saw myself from when I was a child too, aru.

You look... odd as a soldier.

Like 's no' righ' or somethin'.

{She smiles at him, and reaches out to cover his hand with hers.}

You were cute 's a kid.

I have always been a soldier, Nanao, and I always will be, aru.

[China's cheeks tint pink.]

I'm sad to say that I am no longer that same child. I'm an adult. Still, I can remember those times very vividly, aru.

..bu' it don' suit you.

Like me, I 'spose.

{She goes 'awww' at that blush.}

Well, I don' care. You're still Yao. 'n that's a good thing.

[Now that has him tilt his head to the side curiously.]

Really? I always thought a uniform suited me well, aru.

Like you?

[China smiles slightly.]

That is true. I may not be as innocent as I was back then, but I'm still me, aru.

It don' fit righ'. Like, it looks goo', but jus' no' right.

'nd yeah. 'm a soldier too.

{Poking at his hand}

Good. Don't change too much.

Do you mean to say I seem too kind to be a soldier? [He's just wondering why it doesn't fit him right, though in the very back of his mind he has an idea.]

Mm, that's righ'.

[There's a pause.]

Everyone has a dark side to them, Nanao.

{Chuckling.}

Don' I know it. I thin' this... thing was made outta people's ba' sides.

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