exeggutorhead | 47th Transformation [ANONYMOUS text

[There's an anonymous message popping up on the network this afternoon. And I do mean anonymous; Envy has made as sure as he possibly can that nobody would be able to trace this question back to his Gear ID.]

What does it mean for someone to have a soul? In your world or in your religion or whatever you think. What does having one give you, or not having one keep you from doing?

how can you even tell if you have one?

[It'll be a little while before Envy actually responds to any answers, because two seconds after he hits 'send' and realizes what he's done, he chucks the 'Gear clear across his hotel room. Miraculously, it doesn't break the machine entirely, even if the screen gets cracked all to hell. He can't believe he even thought to ask something like that, much less actually went through with it. Since when did he start turning into Lust and asking ridiculous philosophical questions about the nature of existence? That's something he's always just rolled his eyes at and halfway tolerated, why does he feel the need to ask things like this now?]

[But this is a question that's bothered him for more than a year now, ever since he took that brief trip back to Amestris. Does he have a soul after all? And what the hell is he supposed to do with the thing if he does? Mostly he ignores it, leaves it alone as a doubt in the very back of his mind. But then during the last crazy weekend, Heather had been sure he had one, had brought that question back to the forefront. It's been months since then, and he still can't shake it off. And if he has to ask stupid questions to the network in his weakness, then...maybe the answers will let him push this back down into something he can manage.]

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_{[Out and about, Townshend is just trying to enjoy a quiet walk. Boo, his Litwick, sits on his shoulder and babbles happily with a drinking straw in her nubby little hands.]

[It doesn't take him long to find his favorite palm-tree headed friend! And he...doesn't look happy. 8c]

[Henry decides to investigate the best way he knows how which is to advance toward Envy with his arms straight up in the air.]}

Envvyyyy-y-y-y.

[No, this palmtree head is not happy. He's been answering the replies to his question, and now he's out trying to get his head straight about all of it.]

[...and get his 'Gear screen repaired at the Center, that too.]

[He looks up automatically when he hears his name, and then stares. Hen...ry...]

Yyyyesss?

[On a normal day he might have put his arms up in the air too because playing along yes let's do this, but today is not a normal day.]

What are you doiii-i-i-ing?

_{[Once Henry reaches him, he lets his arms fall to his sides. His weird hermit crab gesture hadn't been returned.]}

You okay, man?

[Envy decides to answer the easier question first, and holds up his 'Gear to show Henry the giant spiderweb crack in the screen.]

Going to get this fixed.

[He shrugs, his face falling into the neutral smirk that is his default expression when he doesn't want to show how he's feeling, but his shoulders are slightly hunched.]

Not really, but I'll live. It's been a confusing morning.

_{[Henry makes a sympathetic face. There probably isn't a person in Johto that hadn't had to get at least one thing repaired on their gear.]}

Man...what happened?

_{[And that could either be angled at the state of the screen or the state of Envy. It was hard to tell.]}

[And Envy decides to answer the easier side of that question.]

I threw it at a wall.

...You want to come with me?

_{[Henry holds his tongue. Envy didn't seem the type to just break his stuff. Something was going on. The photographer nods and falls into step.]}

[Envy's quiet for a while himself while they walk, unusually so for him. Eventually, though, he speaks up.]

Do you remember anything from the last time everything went nuts for the weekend? Before we woke up in the woods.

_{[Henry thinks very hard about this. Most of that weekend was a huge blur but there were a couple of things...]}

I rode a unicorn. That was kind of interesting.

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