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{The feed comes flickering on to a quiet scene - visible is Nanao who is kneeling down next to a... Marowak? But something seems off about the whole thing. For one, Nanao's clothes seem to have travelled back about 150 years, and the Marowak is... glowing softly.}
{And there's a chain coming out of it's chest.}
{And Nanao's holding a short sword.}
I'm sorry to hear that Team Rocket killed you, but your son is safe now, correct?
{The Marowak nods.} And yet you stayed behind to watch over him. {Nanao smiles a little.} I would say that you've gone above and beyond the call of motherhood, dear Marowak.
{The Pokemon rumbles quietly, shifting around, settling comfortably into place.} I guess you're more than ready to move on, aren't you? {Another nod.}
It's painless - believe me, I've been through the same process as you. And Soul Society is a better place... mostly. {Her free hand comes to rest on the Marowak's head, giving it one last scritch behind the ears. The sword comes up, and the Marowak tenses - but Nanao flips the sword around, so the blade is pointing back towards her, and carefully places the end of the hilt to the middle of the pokemon's forehead.}
{The point of connection glows bright green and spreads over the Marowak's entire body. It glows almost painfully bright, before the shape dissipates and reforms into a small black butterfly, which perches happily on the hilt of her sword.}
So many ghosts... {Nanao stands, and a whole host of butterflies rises up around her, fluttering up from the ground, revealing gravestones and, oddly enough, Raikou.} I knew Johto didn't have Shinigami, but it is just ridiculous to not have someone to send on all these spirits from an actual burial ground-- yes, hello there, Raikou.
{The cat legendary was butting her in the arm somewhat less than gently and she obliged it by stroking its ears, producing the loudest purr anyone was ever likely to hear.}
It seems this has happened. Again.
Team Rocket must really be getting bored by now.
{ooc: FEEL FREE TO TAG! Nanao will be wandering around Lavender Town, sending on ghosts of many species, and just generally lamenting the fact that it's bloody happened again. She'll also be popping up here, there, and everywhere, since 4th wall means random teleportation.}
{And there's a chain coming out of it's chest.}
{And Nanao's holding a short sword.}
I'm sorry to hear that Team Rocket killed you, but your son is safe now, correct?
{The Marowak nods.} And yet you stayed behind to watch over him. {Nanao smiles a little.} I would say that you've gone above and beyond the call of motherhood, dear Marowak.
{The Pokemon rumbles quietly, shifting around, settling comfortably into place.} I guess you're more than ready to move on, aren't you? {Another nod.}
It's painless - believe me, I've been through the same process as you. And Soul Society is a better place... mostly. {Her free hand comes to rest on the Marowak's head, giving it one last scritch behind the ears. The sword comes up, and the Marowak tenses - but Nanao flips the sword around, so the blade is pointing back towards her, and carefully places the end of the hilt to the middle of the pokemon's forehead.}
{The point of connection glows bright green and spreads over the Marowak's entire body. It glows almost painfully bright, before the shape dissipates and reforms into a small black butterfly, which perches happily on the hilt of her sword.}
So many ghosts... {Nanao stands, and a whole host of butterflies rises up around her, fluttering up from the ground, revealing gravestones and, oddly enough, Raikou.} I knew Johto didn't have Shinigami, but it is just ridiculous to not have someone to send on all these spirits from an actual burial ground-- yes, hello there, Raikou.
{The cat legendary was butting her in the arm somewhat less than gently and she obliged it by stroking its ears, producing the loudest purr anyone was ever likely to hear.}
It seems this has happened. Again.
Team Rocket must really be getting bored by now.
{ooc: FEEL FREE TO TAG! Nanao will be wandering around Lavender Town, sending on ghosts of many species, and just generally lamenting the fact that it's bloody happened again. She'll also be popping up here, there, and everywhere, since 4th wall means random teleportation.}
