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@BestGirlMem2
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She blinked. Was this guy actually sleeping? She'd hover over him, trying to determine if he was really unconscious. Slowly, she'd come to poke his shoulder.
Hands laid in his lap, fingers and thumbs touching each other. A graceful, sturdy position... Or not so much. He slumped forward upon her approaching, having fallen asleep while meditating.
Mem whined, not understanding how she had been discovered. She couldn't just confess her biggest secret to a complete stranger! "C'mon that's unfairrrrr!" But well, it had been eating away at her more and more lately. Was this her chance to come clean?
( Biscuit's accusation was only a hunch...but, by the way Mem-cho reacted, there was definitely something up. ) Yeah, you. I know a liar when I sense one! So, spill!
𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 🩵 ♡ this post if you would like to ship with Mem! Ships will require chemistry and plotting prior! Mun may be selective. 21-30 male muses only!
This guy was like some sort of anime character. His lines sounded so rehearsed, yet his appearance seemed so real. "Shishime Iihiko...the Original...?" She didn't catch his meaning 💧but offered a rather bland introduction in comparison to his. "I'm um....Mem-Cho?"
All the muscle constitute a... Human(?) "Mh?" Horns, hair of fire, a demonic appearance. And yet. "Gegegeh. You must not ask what I am, but who I am. For what I am is who I am. There could only be one answer, young one. I am the Original. I am the Hero, Shishime Iihiko!
The idol waved back, her hand feeling oversized compared to the Pokémon's. "Are you alone out here? Is your trainer nearby?"
[-She waved, smiling, Definitely in a great mood-]
She blinked, finding a familiar keychain in the stranger's hand. It had the genius idol Ai on it. She gratefully took it from him, pressing her hands together. "Thanks so much! I've had this thing forever."
🍁 ♤ Oh haha don't worry, I'm fine, I should be a little more careful ♤ - 《■ The boy returned the word, picking up something that had fallen on Mem ■》 —♤ This is yours, apparently, miss ♤—
She hummed, finding his reaction curious. Maybe she had startled him? "Yanno, one of those anime where the hero fights monsters and dragons and stuff."
". . . . . What?" That broke his brain.
Mission success! She didn't see any recognition light up on his face, though. Maybe he really didn't know who she was, but that doesn't stop her from walking over. "Hiya! Are you new to the city?"
Of course, Roxas, being new around these parts would wave back. But of course, he can definitely see that she sees him as familiar but doesn't recognize her back. Nevertheless, he waved back with confidence, and a small smile
"M'kay!" Her being right wasn't unusual. This was a common occurrence for the likes of Mem-Cho. "You got a phone or do you wanna take it on mine? I'd totally be happy to send it to you!"
⠀ arms neatly folded ‘cross his chest, his expression unreadable, yet his steps carried him forward with calm assurance.
Well, at least he was calling her a human. Too many strange-looking people thought she was some sort of devil cosplayer, which she supposed was sort of true. "Hmmmmm? Whaddaya mean?"
@BestGirlMem2 He's staring at the strange girl. "Your a strange human." Strange or not, if she's human she'll die.
"Oh you're immortal? That's..." She stopped, sweat beginning to form on her brow as she realized. "WHAT?!"
“…ugh, sorry, I just found out I’m immortal, so…”
She's still startled by the change in demeanor. Was she not supposed to question the monster he had been? "Err...well...sure!" She'd be happy to. She just needs a moment to collect herself. "What do you want me to sign?"
"Uh..yeah? You're crazy famous! I'm a huge fan! Can I get an autograph?" The young man turned out to be quite a friendly guy, almost puppy-like, excited and everything.
She's in awe by how the little Pokémon was able to move. These things were just made out of cream, right? "Hm. What do you like to do?"
⠀ ⠀ ⠀That's what she'll do! She happily let out a cry along with her tiny little arms raised up in the air ⠀ ⠀❝Alcremie!❞ (✨) ⠀ ⠀
"Such a blunt answer..." She wondered, though, about what Ononoki actually did on a daily basis. What did being normal entail? "I'm not sure if anyone is really normal these days." She chuckled a bit.
ᅠ ❝ Preferably staying out of trouble and being normal just like everyone is being on a daily basis . ❞ ᅠ
"Poor thing..." Seeing her injuries, Mem came to the grim realization that the kitten had been abused—no doubt by humans. Brow furrowing, she'd carefully scoop her up with her hands, bringing her close to her chest. The least she can do is take her home and clean her up.
The kitten meowed weakly. There was clear signs around their necks of rope burns and a few cuts in her fur. She was so weak and tired.