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exeggutorhead) wrote2015-05-28 11:06 pm
exeggutorhead) wrote2015-05-28 11:06 pm
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64th Transformation [FOURTH WALL]
[Envy's having a little bit of an issue this weekend.]
[Not swarming Pokemon or even teleportation, oh no. Those, he's gotten fairly good at handling. It's weird that these weekends are something anybody could get used to, but he just about has.]
[No, this time the problem is musical. There's a haunting song playing instead of the background music wherever Envy finds himself. It's scratchy and clearly sounds like it's coming out of an old phonograph, and he KNOWS that if he looks hard enough he'll probably find the damn thing somewhere. He knows he will because he DOES keep finding it, smashing it, and getting an hour or two of quiet before it COMES BACK.]
[Honestly, any reminders of his old master aside, he's spent four centuries listening to this waily goddamn song and he's just sick of it. So during the weekend, if anybody comes across him while the song is going, they'll find him pulling up bushes with his bare hands to look behind them and kicking around any spot where a phonograph could be hiding, trying to get it. And Envy will absolutely recruit passersby to help him out.]
[If the song isn't playing at the moment and providing a distraction, he'll be wandering around anywhere, still in the oddly subdued mood he's been in the past few weeks.]
[Not swarming Pokemon or even teleportation, oh no. Those, he's gotten fairly good at handling. It's weird that these weekends are something anybody could get used to, but he just about has.]
[No, this time the problem is musical. There's a haunting song playing instead of the background music wherever Envy finds himself. It's scratchy and clearly sounds like it's coming out of an old phonograph, and he KNOWS that if he looks hard enough he'll probably find the damn thing somewhere. He knows he will because he DOES keep finding it, smashing it, and getting an hour or two of quiet before it COMES BACK.]
[Honestly, any reminders of his old master aside, he's spent four centuries listening to this waily goddamn song and he's just sick of it. So during the weekend, if anybody comes across him while the song is going, they'll find him pulling up bushes with his bare hands to look behind them and kicking around any spot where a phonograph could be hiding, trying to get it. And Envy will absolutely recruit passersby to help him out.]
[If the song isn't playing at the moment and providing a distraction, he'll be wandering around anywhere, still in the oddly subdued mood he's been in the past few weeks.]
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[He tosses the bush off to the side, carelessly, and pulls his foot out of the wreckage of the phonograph. Those things don't really seem all that important right now.]
[He even manages a laugh.]
It was hiding something I wanted to get rid of. Completely deserved.
You know me, do you think I'd really apologize to a bush?
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[He starts heading towards her. It's funny, how even though he hasn't seen her in such a long time, the conversation comes just as easy as it used to. The real difference is him; he walks taller now, the grin is a genuine one instead of just a carefully maintained persona. There's a shadow of sadness and loss behind his eyes, but he's clearly happy to see the very first real friend he made.]
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[Once he's close enough, Dee smiles and lets her arm sling over his shoulders just as casually as if they've been around each other for months now, instead of her having disappeared some years ago. Well. 'Dee' did, anyway.]
[She's always around one way or another.]
You look good.