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[ The feed flickers on to N, obviously located in the park. If one is observant, they might notice a multitude of changes about the boy. Perhaps the easiest to spot is the gleaming crown on his head that makes him stand regal and tall, posture relaxed even as one hand rests on the hilt of a sword. The next is how his typical wardrobe has suddenly shifted; he is dressed nicely, fashionably even, as if someone with much more style sense than himself picked out his clothing (hint, someone did).
The coo that echoes out of the speakers comes from the large bird perched on his shoulder, eying the SFC with an intelligent gaze.
There are two things the most keen of eyes might take note of: the first is the tint of sadness to N's expression.
The second is the fact that the crown does not completely hide two very feline ears that twitch as N begins to speak.
Someone has taken too much interest in the hats. ]
For those who did not already know, Locke has left Vatheon. I am caring for Rachel.
[ The Starly coos again, this time in response to her name. ]
...Genrou has now left as well.
[ Pain flashes across N's face, but the nature given to him by the crown keeps his eyes dry. ]
I do not know if they will be back. However, Locke left a note to me...it seems this place only allows that when people have gone home for good.
[ He has to take a deep breath. ]
I apologize to any of their friends. ...I will miss them too.
[ The feed cuts. N places the SFC in his pocket, shoulders slumping ever so slightly now that his duty is done. He shifts to let Rachel take to the air, though he follows her closely, made too wary by the knowledge of the Pokemon thefts that had plagued the week.
As he walks, his newly-acquired tail sways behind him, long fur flicking this way and that as he tries to ignore the very-unkingly instincts that encourage him to pounce upon the Starly himself. ]
The coo that echoes out of the speakers comes from the large bird perched on his shoulder, eying the SFC with an intelligent gaze.
There are two things the most keen of eyes might take note of: the first is the tint of sadness to N's expression.
The second is the fact that the crown does not completely hide two very feline ears that twitch as N begins to speak.
Someone has taken too much interest in the hats. ]
For those who did not already know, Locke has left Vatheon. I am caring for Rachel.
[ The Starly coos again, this time in response to her name. ]
...Genrou has now left as well.
[ Pain flashes across N's face, but the nature given to him by the crown keeps his eyes dry. ]
I do not know if they will be back. However, Locke left a note to me...it seems this place only allows that when people have gone home for good.
[ He has to take a deep breath. ]
I apologize to any of their friends. ...I will miss them too.
[ The feed cuts. N places the SFC in his pocket, shoulders slumping ever so slightly now that his duty is done. He shifts to let Rachel take to the air, though he follows her closely, made too wary by the knowledge of the Pokemon thefts that had plagued the week.
As he walks, his newly-acquired tail sways behind him, long fur flicking this way and that as he tries to ignore the very-unkingly instincts that encourage him to pounce upon the Starly himself. ]