Atsuro Kihara [AT-LOW] (
babel_hacker) wrote2015-06-12 12:12 am
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DAY 55 - [Video]
[Atsuro have been busy for the past week. Between working, training his Pokemon and chipping away at his latest programming project (a game based on one from his childhood), he didn’t have a lot of free time to himself. But lately, he feel a sense of… something foreboding in the air.
Like as if something is waiting, watching, for an opening from him. But that can’t be right… right? Maybe he’s overthinking it.
But it’s hard for him to think about it, when it seemed like his Pokemon are acting a little more unruly than before. So that would be why, after saving his work and walking away from his laptop, that Atsuro idly brought up his PokeGear and turns it on for a broadcast.]
Have you ever feel like there’s something in the air, as if something is waiting to happen? Like the calm before the storm?
[For anyone paying attention, they might hear the sounds of Pokemon talking to each other. And if they can understand their language, it sounded like they’re counting down…]
Or maybe it’s the call of the road, asking me to get down and dirty by travelling again.
[3… 2… 1... GO!]
Or maybe I want to chat because I’ve been staring at programming code for far too long and needed a bre--AH!
[The view suddenly spins, as Atsuro found himself being tackled by his current Pokemon team. He dropped his PokeGear as a result, showing nothing but darkness. Mainly because it’s facing down on the floor. There’s the sounds of Atsuro’s muffled voice and questions, “what are you guys doing?” “Get off!” “Naoya, help!”.
A moment later, someone picked up the fallen PokeGear. Turning it around to show an… upside down view of a Clefable, before she turned it right way up and pointed the camera to Atsuro under a pile of five Pokemon.
Happy birthday, Atsuro. Get buried in Pokemon.]
Like as if something is waiting, watching, for an opening from him. But that can’t be right… right? Maybe he’s overthinking it.
But it’s hard for him to think about it, when it seemed like his Pokemon are acting a little more unruly than before. So that would be why, after saving his work and walking away from his laptop, that Atsuro idly brought up his PokeGear and turns it on for a broadcast.]
Have you ever feel like there’s something in the air, as if something is waiting to happen? Like the calm before the storm?
[For anyone paying attention, they might hear the sounds of Pokemon talking to each other. And if they can understand their language, it sounded like they’re counting down…]
Or maybe it’s the call of the road, asking me to get down and dirty by travelling again.
[3… 2… 1... GO!]
Or maybe I want to chat because I’ve been staring at programming code for far too long and needed a bre--AH!
[The view suddenly spins, as Atsuro found himself being tackled by his current Pokemon team. He dropped his PokeGear as a result, showing nothing but darkness. Mainly because it’s facing down on the floor. There’s the sounds of Atsuro’s muffled voice and questions, “what are you guys doing?” “Get off!” “Naoya, help!”.
A moment later, someone picked up the fallen PokeGear. Turning it around to show an… upside down view of a Clefable, before she turned it right way up and pointed the camera to Atsuro under a pile of five Pokemon.
Happy birthday, Atsuro. Get buried in Pokemon.]
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... He's still excitable. The world's still new to him.
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That's good. There's a lot of exciting things for him to learn about the world.
[The world, not "this world". Atsuro doesn't know if they can bring their Pokemon with them, if they find a way back home.]
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[They can always just stay in and watch Sharpedonato again.]
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I say we eat out!
[Eating out with another person. He misses it. But where can they eat? Atsuro's mentally going over all the places he knows, if they're still open.]
I can think of somewhere we can go to.
[Chances are, they have a good meaty dish or he's curious about it.]
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[He recalls his Pokemon to their Pokeballs. They'll just get in the way as they walk. He can spend more time with them later.]
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As they walk out, Atsuro looks up at the sky.]
...It's still kind of surprising that I'm still in this world. Long enough for me to have another birthday.
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... But being in another world for so long... does it feel like home to you?
[Not 'home' as in their world, but... a home, at least.]
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...A lot of times, yeah. It's sometimes scares me how much I think of this place as a "home", after everything that happened to me.
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It's only natural to feel like that. After settling for a while, it's strange if you don't get attached.
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[Such a hard choice, for him.]
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[As for him... staying here is probably preferable. He doesn't want to see what He'll have done.]
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[He knows about it far too well. This topic have been on his mind over and over, and he never come to an answer he would be happy with.
Eventually, Atsuro looks up and brightens when he sees a restaurant.]
Oh, that place!
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[He grins a little bit, and opens the door for Atsuro.]
After you.
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In front of them is a desk, where the receptionist is.]
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He looks up and blinks, noticing Naoya's look.]
Did you decide on what you want already?
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[A waitress comes by and takes their order, and Naoya mentions that it's Atsuro's birthday. She smiles and nods, mentioning that Atsuro will get a small free dessert, before heading off.]
I thought it might be worth a try.
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Really? Thanks! I wonder what kind of dessert I would get...
[A little something for him to look forward to.]
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[He grins a bit. It's probably something generic, but whatever it is, it's still a nice idea.]
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[The mood is still pleasant and Atsuro wants to enjoy it. Even though, knowing that it's his birthday, it brings up a lot of thoughts to his head.]
...Say, Naoya?
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[He starts to look off into the distance a bit so he's not just staring at Atsuro, but then he's addressed.]
Hm?
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Well, it's... [Does he want to talk about it? Especially on his birthday? But it's because it's his birthday that Atsuro's aware of the passage of time.] ...you know how we don't know if and when people leave this place?
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[He tilts his head a little bit. What's he getting at?]
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