ohmyarceus | JULY - AUGUST TEST DRIVE MEME

Clearly!

[G'rhyf shakes their head and offers their arm out for the bird to land on--which it happily does, hopping back and forth and tilting it's head curiously.]

Right then...uh, do you understand us?

Chatooooo~! 'Understand us! Understand us!'

[The clear mimicry allows them to relax...slightly.] Not exactly an answer, but that will have to do, I suppose. [G'rhyf looks over to G'raha next, raising an eyebrow.] So, what sort of companion were you given?

-Oh! Right.

[Hold on let him just get his Pokeball out...press the button, and...ta-da! It's a Litten! The small creature looks between these two people with a bored expression before going back to some self-grooming.]

I believe whoever is in charge of assigning companions in this world must think they are very funny.

[G'raha how dare you be this cute their heart is melting--they do agree with his sentiment, though. Looking from the Litten to the Chatot and back again, they shake their head and let out a huff of breath from their nose.]

They're rude as all hells, you mean. Are these creatures just meant to...keep an eye on us, do you think? Some sort of symbology? [G'rhyf was given a bird with a music note for a head, for the Twelve's sake.]

[Hm! That's an interesting view on it. G'raha kneels down to get a better look at his new little friend, though the Litten is less than interested in him. It is soley focused on pawing and licking at its tail, as if there's something caught in its fur that can't be seen by human eyes.]

Like a guardian...?

[He wouldn't be adverse to that, if his actually took an interest.]

But surely we don't need any watching-over.

Something like that.

[They'd been thinking more along the lines of a spy, at first, but the way the little bird chatters and hops back and forth...G'rhyf can't help but think of Alpha, and smiles a bit.]

That would depend on why were were brought here, wouldn't it? Or maybe it's just...I don't know, a safety measure? [Are all the changes to themself and G'raha due to an imperfect summoning, like with the Scions? Maybe the spell was seeking something specific, but just kept missing the mark and trying to make things work anyway. G'rhyf doesn't know nearly enough about that sort of magic to even begin to speculate--at least not in any useful manner.]

[It could be a safety measure. It could be any number of things. G'raha doesn't like not knowing, and not being sure how he can come to know. G'rhyf can definitely sense the uneasy air about him, probably could imagine ears pinning back and tail swishing in irritation.]

...It would certainly help if the locals were a bit more forthcoming in their explanations - present company of our new companions included.

[The Litten looks up at him, unimpressed. Boy what do you want him to say, he's a cat. Meow.]

[They can indeed sense it, and G'rhyf feels it themself, twining their tail--wanting to twine their tail around his. They grimace and shove the phantom feeling out of their mind, settling into a crouch beside G'raha. Chatot flutters up to their shoulder, looking at Litten and settling its wings in a kind of shrug. Kind of weird for Trainers, huh?]

It really would--but if the people here aren't willing, we'll just have to figure it out on our own. And we do have a direction to travel, at least. [G'rhyf smiles and nudges his shoulder with their own.] Not really the sort of adventure I meant to take you on, but I'm sure we can muddle our way through.

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[He's quiet at that, looking over in the very clear direction they can go in - a road, open and inviting into the unknown. The soft sound he makes at the nudge to his shoulder is almost like surprise, almost like relief.]

...Well, I was given to understand that the unexpected is a point of charm in an adventure. [He gently nudges back, mouth quirking up into a hesitant smile.]

[A delighted laugh bubbles up out of G'rhyf, taken off-guard despite themself. Being schooled on the attitude an adventurer ought to have--they really must be losing their touch!] You do have me there! Can't really call it adventure if you know what's around every bend.

[Their bag is slung back over the unoccupied shoulder and G'rhyf pushes themself up before turning to offer G'raha a hand, a faint hint of flush coloring their cheeks. Even with everything so very strange right now, this, right here? This feels right. More right than their life has felt for a long time.]

Shall we get going, then? There's still plenty of the day left to us.

[That laugh just makes G'raha smile more, and he takes the offered hand without a second thought. Gods, this is...it's so simple, but it's all he's wanted. All this, right here, even in the middle of so many unknowns. A hand in his, the path before them untreaded, and the joy of someone whose star has guided him this far.]

We shall! We should. Lead the way, my friend.

[A request they're more than happy to oblige; their hand remains linked with his while G'rhyf leads them both out of New Bark, only shifting to lace their fingers once reaching the trails proper with a brief and shy glance to G'raha. That feeling in their chest blooms into a warmth that seeps into everything, the while world more vibrant just having him at their side.]

[Idle chatter comes easily as they walk, the topic drifting in the natural current of conversation. From time to time Pokemon appear in the foliage near them, but they seem content to watch the pair warily or ignore them entirely. It's a nice beginning to this journey, calm and sweet and a balm after the stresses the two of them have been through.]

[It's sometime after noon that G'rhyf notices a small branch off the main path--nearly hidden by a screen of branches, it looks more like a game trail than anything else.] Hm! Feel like poking around down this way?

[They're still holding hands.

They're still holding hands.

And it isn't just normal hand holding either, it's interlaced fingers, it's...G'raha squeezes back slightly, just a small gesture. Just a little thing to let G'rhyf know he likes this. That they can keep doing this for as long as they wish. The path so far isn't complicated or difficult terrain, after all. They don't need to climb anything as of yet. Just this, and light conversation, and the road...]

Huh? [Another path? Where...oh! Now he sees it.] Oh, sure! So long as we can find our way back, should we need to.

[G'raha's squeeze makes their heart leap in their chest, a tiny, ridiculous thrill for something so...so small, so benign. Gods, but this man could lay them low with nothing but his voice and a smile. Were they ever to lose this--]

[(don't think about it, don't think about it,)]

[Back in the present, G'rhyf chuckles and pushes the hanging branches out of the way with their free hand--the path is narrow enough that walking side-by-side isn't possible, but if they keep their arm behind them...yes, they can still hold onto G'raha. (Maybe a little ridiculous, but when have they ever not been?)] Oh, I've cut my way through far worse than this before. Gridania's a mess of little trails like this, you learn very quick to pick out where they go.

[Or just go in circles for an entire day trying to find the main road again...]

[Ridiculous? Maybe. The gesture, to still hold their hand, is immensely appreciated.]

Ah, I do recall how confusing it can be at times to get one's bearings in the Twelveswood. [Hadn't they informally first met in the forest, when he was loud and young and thrumming with excitement at seeing a real hero in action?] There's truly a thousand and one ways to get lost between those trees, if one doesn't pay attention.

And sometimes even if you are, if I'm honest. The first time I'd gone out on my own, I was...maybe a bit overconfident? [They laugh a little self-consciously--they're lucky that G'raha's first impression of them was so late into their tenure in Eorzea. Getting chased down by furious treants thanks to an ill-aimed arrow is not a very heroic sight...] I learned that lesson very quickly.

[The game trail winds on a bit further before opening up into a small clearing, almost idyllically peaceful. A few berry bushes are scattered around the edge, and an old fallen tree makes for an inviting place to take a rest.]

[GODS, THE TREANTS...they aren't so bad, the ones closest to Gridania, but the farther out you get the nastier they become, it's. It can be scary when full-size trees are literally chasing you down.]

Mayhaps, but without that overconfidence, how would you have learned what to do going forward?

[Making mistakes can be a good thing, he's saying. But oh! Oh look at this clearing! This is nice!]

Huh! That such a place could be hidden away like this...if it were later in the day, I would suggest we make camp, but a short respite wouldn't be out the question, would it?

[The only real response they have to that in an embarrassed laugh, cheeks still tinged pink. But the clearing itself...they look around and nod with a smile.]

Not at all! I was just about to suggest the same. [G'rhyf's Chatot takes that as enough invitation to flutter over to one of the berry bushes, and they lead the way over to that log. Loathe as they are to let go of G'raha's hand, it's unfortunately necessary in order to get settled.] Might be good to gather some of these fruits, as well.

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[ ;A;

No it's fine he's fine, they gotta do stuff, sadly constant hand-holding is not conductive to adventuring.]

Right! Ah, though...I've never seen fruits like these before. [His Litten is all about casually scaling this small berry tree for snacks, though. Nom nom, snac.] Hey! D-Do you even know if you can eat that?!

[G'raha reaches out for the Litten, scoops it up...it slides out of his hands like something slippery. Cats are liquid, man.]

[The need to use both hands for tasks is, in fact, incredibly rude, who set the world up like this, G'rhyf wants to talk to the manager--]

[They have to quickly smother a laugh seeing the Litten just ooze out of G'raha's hands like that. So much for his opinion on it's diet, it seems!] They seem confident enough! These are all certainly...unique, though. First time I've seen rings on a rind before...

G'rhyf, trust me, kits can and will put anything in their mouths. [Lyna hadn't been a baby baby when he raised her, it's true, but you don't live for a century being the guardian, caretaker, and leader of a city and not see, like, you know. Toddlers doing toddler shit. He tries to grasp Litten again, and it oozes forth, almost amused by this game of up and down.] That's - a universal truth - gah, please stay with me! If you'd be so kind as to do so...!

[He's a little too distracted to notice how weird the berries themselves are...]

Hmmn... [...okay, he has a point. Botanist curiosities will have to wait for now, and G'rhyf starts helping to wrangle the Litten--or trying to, at least. Who authorized cats being this slippery?!] Would you--oh, come on!

[Chatot, for its part, watches this all play out and starts laughing after the third or fourth attempt, which earns a sour look from G'rhyf.]

[Litten seems just as slippery for G'rhyf as they are for G'raha for the first try, but subsequent ones prove that hm...maybe...maybe this person is permitted. That other shoulder is free, right? Hope you don't mind Litten finding a way to scamper up to it and ooze comfortably there.]

...Well, I can't fault them for their taste, at least.

[G'rhyf blinks in surprise when Litten jumps up onto their shoulder, watching them settle before huffing out a soft laugh. Little brat, huh?]

I don't know, I think they're missing out with being so picky, myself. [They cast G'raha a little grin, nudging their knee against his. Litten does get a little scratch behind the ears, though.]

[Hmm, yes, scritch them more strange human, you have been granted the allowance.

G'raha chuckles softly, ducking his head down, but G'rhyf can likely catch the soft pink that blooms on his cheeks.] Perhaps it is, ah...a matter of perspective, then.

[Look he can accept they're both going to hype each other up like this, even if G'raha's never going to quite feel like he deserves it. It's nice to hear and nice to cherish.]

[Is it really hyping him up, if they've only ever spoken the truth?]

...yeah, I guess it is.

[Seeing G'raha's blush has G'rhyf suddenly fighting a lump in their throat, and for lack of better words they reach over to put their hand over his. A pink tinge has taken over their own face, and they slow blink with a small, shy smile.]

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Seemed like a good spot for a transition, hope you don't mind owo

Don't mind at all! Also I saw your gagtag ;A;

the feels, they killin me,

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