[Video/Action for Violet City]

[yoctogram]

[The video is a little shaky for a moment, then settles down. There is a small pile of clothing in the middle of the street on top of the burnt remnants of the bed that Belphe's Snorlax busted, safely away from everything else, and encircled by five out of Sho's six pokemon. Sho, himself, is also visible with his black hand counting out beats before the Flareon gets pointed at.]

[He gleefully sets the pile of clothing on fire, which leads to the rest of the team; two Eevees, a Liepard in a black hat, a pissy looking Luxray, and the Flareon hopping back into position, beginning a backwards and forwards moving circle dance around the cheerfully burning clothing.]

[Sho is cackling like the madman that he really is and calling the count of the dance. The sharp of eye may have noticed, before the clothing went up, that it was all very distressingly boring, female clothing.]

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[belphe]

[Had she possessed her proper powers, it would have been the last time Sho would ever find himself baffled. In fact, she seems so fargone in her rage that she's forgotten she doesn't currently possess them.]

Kill you Kill You KILL YOU....!!!

[she snarls, fists clenching and eyes blazing as she lifts her head to glare daggers at the mathemetician. For one brief moment, the demon that she truly is beneath the reticent, responsible girl is visible and ugly. This would be the part where her female form disappeared, leaving only deathly-sharp steel in its wake. Following that, would be the part that the stake, guided at a bullet's speed, would stab into the young man's thin chest, piercing through his heart with visceral pleasure.

...it would be, but this is Johto. And she is no better than a human here.

...a fact she quickly is reminded of as, rather than surrounding herself in a sheath of twitching muscle and hot, pumping blood, she ineffectually headbutts him instead...]

[yoctogram]

[Well. Had she possessed her powers, he would have his as well. Which would have led to him being elsewhere, still confused, instead of staggering back a step in bafflement more than because he had to.]

...?

[Something...okay. Uh. ...Yeah, he got nothin'.]

[lieutenantantichrist]

[Blake crosses his arms and looks pleased with himself. Somebody's fun is ruined, his job is well done.]

If you set fires in public, somebody has to put them out.

[His brow furrows]

What did you just call me?

[Usually that'd be pissed off, but in this special case, he's genuinely confused.]

[belphe]

[She just...stays there a minute, forehead pressed firmly against his chest as she lets it sink in exactly what just happened. And then, drawing herself up straight, she brushes past him into the inn without so much as a second glance.

She's had enough of this.]

[yoctogram]

[blinks and watches her go, totally baffled.]

[justanexpression]

[And THAT is why he should have had an escape route.

Jack's just glad she didn't notice him. He doesn't have anything to do with the light show, but somehow he doesn't think that would have mattered. Guilt by association and all that.]

Let me guess. Bell?

[yoctogram]

Yes...

[He's. SO. Confused here.]

[justanexpression]

[Even JACK knows enough about girls to know that burning their clothes is probably a bad idea.]

I don't think she appreciated your show as much as you did.

[yoctogram]

But I gave her new clothing!

[justanexpression]

Yeah, but you burned the old ones.

[yoctogram]

They were boring.

[justanexpression]

Yeah, but...

[Now, granted, Jack has done many things in the name of 'boring' but... usually they're things that can be fixed. Or at least he has an escape plan.]

I don't think she agreed with you.

[yoctogram]

I don't understand.

[He really, really didn't.]

[artofthestress]

Oh, goodness yes, what's the word you humans use? ... People. She must be completely cut off from the world if she thinks those rags are presentable!

[yoctogram]

I'm not human!

[ugh.]

I'm a Reaper.

...She's not human either. Used to uniforms. Half-uniforms.

[artofthestress]

Isn't one who reaps a profession, rather than a species?

[yoctogram]

N-

Y-

Both. [It's complicated]

If I don't Erase a certain number of Players, I die. It's like food, kind of.

[artofthestress]

I see. [ She doesn't. ]

Er... you don't eat people, do you?

[yoctogram]

[Hmm. What was the best, most truthful answer to that?]

Not any more.

[artofthestress]

Eurgh! How terribly revolting!

[yoctogram]

It was better than dying. Again.

[Sho just shrugged at her expression. He did what he had to do.]

[artofthestress]

Self-preservation is all very well and good, but that can't be palatable at all!

[yoctogram]

It wasn't really a taste kind of thing? I never ⧴ chewed on people or anything.

...Not that I remember, anyway.

[taps his hat brim once]

Kind of a ⧢ in there.

[artofthestress]

A what now? Did you... eat people through your hat, or something?


[ what are those symbols ]

[yoctogram]

[Those are maths symbols that make about as much sense in context as burning his only friend's clothing. Yup.]

No. I am missing a lot of memories. My hat is just an awesome hat.