Our hearts, covered in patches and stitches, are in a state of instability.

[generalflirt]

Who: Masaomi (and Linda), Shikamaru (and a deer), and much later Silver (with some pokemon?)
What: A hike through the mountains
When: The 10th onwards (ending...17thish?)
Where: The... Mountains. Including a fertile valley.
Summary: Masaomi is really depressed and really needs to get away. So he goes to hunt down Shikamaru (and later makes good on a bet)
Rating: Vegas

[To say Masaomi Kida was in pain would be the understatement of the century. It wasn't just what happened the day before. It wasn't just the trip home which he now remembered. It wasn't just the sweetness of the lie which made it hurt. It wasn't anything else to do with the AU experiment either. It was all of those things and more - his own weakness, his own pain, his own frustration with the person he was now. And frankly, he couldn't take it anymore. As he promised the Error Katara on the 9th, he was gone by the tenth, marching out of the village by mid-day in his ninja flack vest and carrying a decent sized backpack of food with him. ...

It seemed like a better idea then. He got the mountains's base by the end of the day, made camp a ways up, and then began his hike in the morning. He kept this up (with isolated meditation attempts and "training Linda" attempts until about the morning on the 12th, at which point, well. He concluded he was lost.

...It was then that he ran into an enormous deer. I will let Pi decide if that is threaded or we just cut to the chase]

Comments

[tsuntrader]

...I don't hear anyone else around here, either. [It's not just "he flew a little too far ahead."]

[generalflirt]

...Do you have your journal?

[He doesn't.

He had Shikamaru's, but]

[tsuntrader]

[For once, he does, and he's pretty content to pull it out and offer it over to Masaomi.]

[generalflirt]

[Okay, let's see... pen- no, he'll just finger it. Basic filter to Noa-]

Ah, Noa-chan?

[...Did it work?]

[tsuntrader]

[Did it work? Silver wonders the same thing as he peers over Masaomi's shoulder to look at the journal.]

[generalflirt]

[...]

You know, I can't tell- do you a pen?

[tsuntrader]

[Have a pen...cil. Pencil. It's a colored pencil. Writes in purple.]

[generalflirt]

[...Really]

Why do you have this?

[He holds it in his hand, looking at it incredulously]

[tsuntrader]

Why not? [Maybe he just wanted to have a purple colored pencil, okay?]

[generalflirt]

I mean.
...Do you draw?

[tsuntrader]

I couldn't draw to save my life.

[...] I... lose things a lot. [And this magically explains everything.]

[generalflirt]

...That does not explain anything.

[He said as he started to draw a very purple filter to Noa up]

[tsuntrader]

[...] I came up with a system where I'd get colored pencils instead of pens or regular pencils and use my favorite colors first. By the time I get to the colors I don't like as much, I know I've lost too many of them and need to get new ones.

[generalflirt]

[...]

So what's your favorite color?

[tsuntrader]

Blue, black, white, gold, red, yellow, light blue, purple. [...Not a word, Masaomi. Not a word.]

[generalflirt]

[...Blue. Snrk.

Okay, Filter made - this time, a written message.

...Filter break. Hm]

[tsuntrader]

[It's only his favorite because of its name, at that.] ...Is it working?

[generalflirt]

...No, filter's breaking.

[tsuntrader]

[...So there's a baby Taillow running aimlessly around Luceti without a trainer.]

...I'll tell everyone about it when I get home. [They could chase after it bring it home, but that's not a great idea for either of them right now. Linda's tired, Murkrow's tired, he's tired, Masaomi's wallowing in his relationship problems...]

[generalflirt]

...Sounds like a plan.

[Thumbs up, even]

[tsuntrader]

[...After staring at Masaomi for a moment, Silver returns the gesture. Yeah, thumbs up.]

[generalflirt]

[AND THEN THEY BONDED.

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