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"Do you want me to come over and spend the week with ya, handsome? I'm free all of this week."
"...Shoot, I owe him money now, don't I?"
Ghost Cyrus appears in the edge of Grusha's peripheral vision.
"You can be a potential Cyrus."
β this might as well be happening.
β β . . . who? β
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He straightens the moment that first flat, sharp sound processes in his mind.
It's not a physical sound. He knows that much, and its obvious enough the way that it appeared to be broadcasted directly into his head despite wearing no listening apparatus. Furthermore, nothing in his immediately vicinity could make that sound.
So something was trying to get through to him.
Or...?
The longer it went on, the more Cyrus translated each string of noises into human meaning, he realised he might just be privy to a thought of someone else's.
Was it really someone else's, though? If its heard in the same head, in the same tone as your own?
Maybe they were his thoughts... but from far away.
His eyes narrowed.
Whether Cyrus believed something would pick up on the thought or if he were simply thinking to himself, one phrase arose in his mind: "Where are you?"
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When Koko least expects it...
He appears.
"W-wait. Is this the ghost?! Why didn't Nico tell me you were buff?! What's your workout routine? Can ghosts even put on muscle? Oh! How much can you bench?"
@solipsisticazure // continued: βOf course you wouldn't understand.β Daedra wandered somewhere she shouldn't, and slipped into a spacetime distortion deep within Sinnoh's distant routes. It was as if time stopped around her, the wind growing completely still and even the drifting leaves suspended in place. In the corner of her peripheral vision, she could see a vague silhouette of a man looking at her, but not moving. He spoke to her in a mix between a deep, authoritative voice and an unsettling static noise that echoed in every direction. βWhat you have to understand is that this place isn't safe. You should seek shelter before they find you.β Before she could wonder what the apparition meant by that, Daedra could hear in the distance something ominous- howls of aggressive PokΓ©mon, getting closer and closer. What's going on?!
She didn't really understand what this person was talking about, much less who they were. Part of her was debating if they were a ghost, maybe a manifestation of her confusion and need for guidance. Even if this was all her imagination, surely asking for clarification would offer----something.
She did not get the chance, however. For the moment she parted to lips to question the vaguely person shaped shadow, Daedra immediately tensed up as a rattling cry reached her eyes. It sent an entire quake through her body, enough to make her physically tremble in fright. She couldn't identify what had exactly made such a horrid sound, because she could register was that it sounded angry.
Her hands immediately went to the Pokeballs on her belt. Not to remove them, but keeping them there for insurance. The redhead didn't wish to call her companions out if the situation proved frightful but.... they had more defenses than she ver could.
But if she could avoid a conflict with the unknown and clearly dangerous, she'd take it.
"W-Wait---excuse me?!" Daedra was shocked at how her own voice sounded so different. Like she was speaking through a radio that was experience interference. That didn't matter.
"What do mean 'find shelter'? What is this---Please!!"
π Agni and Ghost Cyrus