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He looks up at him and shakes his head, laughing a little “I’m not scared of the gym. The pokemon all really like me there!” He smiles and tilts his head, humming and thinking a little. “I think… A Haunter? They’re really silly.” He laughs and looks at the gym door when the arrive, his eyes going wide when he sees the Wheezing.

“I never seen a Wheezing up close!” He waves at Davi and tilts his head some. “He seems like a good boy.” He nods sagely in only the way children can, looking determinedly to the door. “He’ll definitely help!”

A Haunter hm? He could handle that much. Though...when he’d give Haunter to Morty it may evolve. But that was a thought for later. For now he’d get the boy exactly what he wanted. He opens the door for Davi and Morty to walk in. He followed in after them and looked around the old gym slowly. Ghost pokemon could be tricky, but Haunter especially thrived off of people noticing them. And if they did like Morty, perhaps they’d come out to play.

Sure enough after just a bit of patience, a Haunter emerged from the walls, trying to frighten them. But if she was trying to just be playful, that meant Davi could get the upper hand. He made sure Morty was behind him. “Davi, Sludge.”

Davi spit up a thick, poisonous liquid at the Haunter, landing the hit easily. He knew it wouldn’t do terribly much damage, but it’s better to get a sure hit in first thing.  The Haunter staggered for a moment from the hit before using Spite. He narrows his eyes and lets out a huff. Davi would have trouble using Sludge from now on, so he decided to use a different move. “Davi. Zap Canon.” Davi seemed determined and focused as he electrified the Haunter, successfully hitting and paralyzing it. Now it wouldn’t be able to move anymore and it was visibly weakened. He pulled a pokeball from his belt and threw it at the Haunter, very easily catching it. He let out a quiet sigh and smiled as he walked to the pokeball, picking it up and keeping it for now.

“I told you I’d catch one for you. Why don’t we go outside and talk more about taking care of a pokemon?”

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His eyes go wide as he’s lifted, doing his best not to make a sound. He looks up at Hazuki as he speaks and he tilts his head. “You’re gonna catch me a pokemon? Oh wow you don’t have to…” He shifts from foot to foot and wraps the cloth around his face, holding it up and looking down some.

He kicks at the dirt some before looking back up at him. “Are you really gonna catch me one…?” He looks in the direction of the abandoned gym, watching the spirits mill about with the ghost pokemon and pointing to it. “That’s the gym over there. Are you still sure you wanna go? It’s real, real haunted.” He takes his hand and holds it tight, looking up at him and tilting his head.

He nods and holds onto his hand gently. “It being haunted doesn’t bother me any. I’ve been around ghost type pokemon before. I’m sure I’ll be able to catch one for you. But would you rather wait outside and tell me which pokemon you want me to catch?” He gives his little hand a squeeze, trying to be reassuring. He didn’t want to scare him at all. Standing right outside the door, Hazuki decided to let Davi out of his pokeball. He smiles when the Weezing rushes up to him. He raises his free hand and pets against his body some before leaning his forehead against him. “I’ll need your help, Davi, I hope you don’t mind assisting me.”

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He sighs at his words and squirms a little. “They aren’t the only ones that follow you… They’re taking care of the bad spirits… But they can hear you. You could probably hear too if you knew how to listen to them, but most people don’t know.” He nods sagely and tilts his head when he’s asked if there’s anything he wants.

“You don’t have to give me anything! I’m just telling you cause they can’t.” He looks around like he’s trying to see if his grandmother is around to hear and leans a little closer to Hazuki, holding a hand up beside his mouth as he whispers to him. “But… I’ll tell you something I’d like…”

He looks around again and smiles. “I’ve always wanted a pokemon of my own, but Nanna says I can’t catch one at the old gym cause I’m too little.”

A pokemon hm? Every little kid wants one at some point. He stands up and lifts the blonde up, putting him up on his shoulders so he could move around more silently in the room. He walks over to the window and opens it carefully before setting Morty through to the other side. He climbs through after him before lifting him up and setting him back onto his shoulders. “Well if you want a pokemon from there, why don’t you lead me towards it? I’ll catch one and trade it to you. Any one you want.”

He digs in his pocket for a moment before putting out a thick strip of cloth. He hands it up to Morty. “But if I’m going to catch something for you, you’ll need to wear that. My pokemon is a Weezing and I don’t want Davi making you cough.” 

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He sighs softly and keeps his knees pulled to his chest, playing a little with his toes while he speaks. “The lady says that um… That she’s proud of you. And that she wishes she could’ve been there more for her little uh,” he furrows his brow and looks to the space near Hazuki’s shoulder, “I’m sorry, ma’am, what was the word again?” He stays silent, nodding as he listens and giggling a little before looking back to Hazuki.

“She says she wishes she could’ve been there for her little Tori-kun. And that she’s sad she’ll never get to see you really spread your wings.” He scratches the side of his head and nods, more as he listens. “But both of them are proud of you and how far you’ve come. They hope you get to see the world with the Young Master.”

He worries at his lower lip and squirms a little, tilting his head some. “They seem like they really love you. And they say they’re gonna watch over you as long as they can.”

His shoulders sink just a little as he looks off to the side some. It was definitely his mother he was talking to. Even with the confirmation, he wasn’t sure how to feel about it. He really didn’t feel any sort of loss after their deaths. It was something he’d been taught to expect since he was young--whether their deaths or his own in service of the family.

He wasn’t entirely sure that they could hear him, but he decided it was worth a shot. “Well..I have a message for them too if they can hear me. I want them to know that..I can take care of myself. And that I always will. And I think..at least one of them could help someone else more than they can help me.” 

He eyes Morty for a moment and nods slowly. If this child really could see spirits clear as day, he can’t imagine how scary that must be sometimes. He didn’t need the protection of spirits, he had always taken care of himself. 

He wants to get off the subject still and tries to change it once more. “Thank you for relaying their messages. I’d like to pay you somehow for telling me everything they had to say. Can you tell me something you’d like?”

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He watches as the other takes his hand from his scab, worrying at his lower lip a little. “I’m used to talking to them, sir. I don’t mind talking to the nice ones.” He looks up at him and tilts his head some. “But my name is Morty.” He looks to the door and ducks his head a little, shaking his head. “I don’t think your Young Master is gonna talk to who he wants to, though. Nanna’s not as good as she used to be.”

He swayed side to side, furrowing his brow a little. “I um… The man and the lady with you are real talkative… I think you should maybe hear them out?” He ducked his head some, almost like he was too nervous to talk to him more before jumping a little like he’d heard something.

“The lady with you says she has something to say too.”

The smile falls from his face and he can’t help but to sigh audibly when he continues talking about the supposed spirits. What could they even have to say? Nothing important, he was sure. Not now that they were dead. 

But he couldn’t deny this little boy. He could tell he was too invested in this now. He didn’t want to make him cry or anything. He lets go of his hand before leaning back a little and nodding. “You can tell me what they have to say. I’ll listen to you.”

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Morty tilted his head and looked Hazuki over, almost like he was studying him, before nodding. “There’s always people near me.” The statement was matter of fact and he continued to look past Hazuki. “The man says that he wants you to know that he’s proud of you for keeping the Young Master safe.” He played more with his scab and looked down at his feet before looking back to him.

“He also says he’s sorry that he had to go so suddenly but he had to um,” he looked past him, “what are the words again, sir?” He watched a space behind Hazuki again, nodding as if he was listening to someone. “Thank you, sir.” He looked back to Hazuki and hugged his knees to his chest. “He had to serve the Madam.” His voice was quiet like he was just repeating something he was told that he didn’t quite understand.

His head snaps to the side the boy had been staring at, but there was nothing there. Just the wall. But what the boy was saying...there was no way he was just playing some sort of game. He looked back over to him before getting up and moving closer to him. He sits across from him and lets out a soft sigh. This sort of thing must run in the family.  He reaches a hand out to stop him from picking at the scab on his knee before offering a small smile to him. “It’s okay. You don’t need to keep talking to him okay? What’s your name? I’m Hazuki.”

He tried to be personable but honestly, his mind was still reeling. The Madame hadn’t seemed affected at all by his parents’ deaths. He thought they’d been sent on an impossible mission on purpose from how she’d been acting. But..he couldn’t focus on his parents. He had his duty, the young master to take care of. No time to grieve.

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The boy watched Hazuki carefully, sitting on the opposite side of the room with his knees pulled up to his chest. He picked at a scab on his knee and worried a little at his lower lip. He could sense something on the other and knew just what it was, but he was scared to say after seeing his reaction to his grandmother.

He watched him carefully for a while, listening in on the seance his grandma was performing and watching the others in the room as they moved there. All but two. The two stayed near Hazuki, kunai in hand and a look of concentration on their faces. Most would have already turned into yamask with as long as they’d been around. But not these two. These two seemed determined to stay as they were.

One of them looked at him plaintively and that was when he knew that he had to say something to him. “Um… mister…?” His voice was soft and he kept picking at his scab a little. “There’s a man next to you that wants you to know he’s real proud of you.”

Hazuki was so buried in his own thoughts that when the boy finally spoke to him, he nearly jumped. Right. The little boy. He lets out a soft sigh and looks over to the blonde, tilting his head some. He must’ve been playing a game right? He was probably used to talk of ghosts if his grandmother was a medium.

Hazuki didn’t exactly believe that a person’s spirit could stick around after death. When someone died, that was it. But this was just a child. He wasn’t the best with them, but even Hazuki knew he should play along. “A man near me hm? Is there over anyone near you?” He wasn’t entirely sure what the point of the game was, so keeping him talking for now was probably for the best.

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He knew that he’d have to tell him at some point, but he was hoping he could wait just a little longer. Long enough for them to actually meet the medium at least. Opening his mouth to speak, the door opened and was answered by a young boy with wide eyes.

The boy shifted nervously from foot to foot, looking between the two of them and finally focusing on Hazuki before running off and returning with an old woman. “Nanna we have customers.” His voice was shaky and soft, hiding himself behind the old woman and clinging to her as he stared more at Hazuki.

The old woman gave a kindly smile and laughed, her voice rough and crackling with age when she spoke. “Now now, little Morty, that’s no way to greet our guests.” She gave the two men a kindly smile and beckoned them inside. “Now, now, gentlemen. What brings your to my little shop? Do you need a charm? A seance?”

Giovanni cleared his throat and looked from the woman to Hazuki, chewing at his lower lip as he spoke. “Something like a seance.” He looked back to her and sighed. “I’d like for my companion to have a chance at a real goodbye.”

The boy’s eyes went wide again and he moved from behind his grandmother, wandering away into an adjoining room.

His eyes narrow and he looks up at Giovanni, his shoulders going tense immediately. His distaste is very obvious on his face as he stares him down. “So that’s what this has all been about? That’s the entire reason we’re in this city?” He shakes his head and looks away. “Well, good luck with your seance. I think I’ll be keeping the boy company instead.”

He moved into the house, trying to move carefully so he wouldn’t storm past the old, kindly woman ushering them in. He moved ahead of Giovanni, which he was never meant to do, and then also left him alone in a room, which he was also not meant to do. He slid the door closed, doing his best not to simply slam it in his lover’s face. He didn’t need this, what on earth was he thinking? He didn’t need to say anything to those traitors. It’s not as if they had raised him anyway. There was no love. No affection. He’d lost nothing.

He lets out a long sigh and tries to let the tension drain from his shoulders before he moves to sit against a wall near the door. If Giovanni needed him, at least this way he could hear him.

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Eusine, remember when we ran away from home once?

“How could I forget?” He lets out a soft, almost nervous laugh. “We were gone for the whole day and when we got back into town your grandma really laid into us, didn’t she, Morty?” He lets out a more boisterous laugh and tilts his head some. “But I wouldn’t trade away that lazy afternoon for anything, even if we did have to scrub floors for a few days.”

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The city smelled of trees and rain. Autumn had graced Ecruteak City just as it had Viridian miles and miles away. Giovanni shivered as he stood outside the tiny home, wondering how this could be the right place. Could such a gifted person really live here? And why had rumors only arisen so recently? Two years ago there were only mediums in the area but now… There were rumors of someone that could communicate with the dead more directly and clearly than any other. Of someone that could find anyone just by holding something they’d touched.

Strange powers for someone to just suddenly develop, really. But Gio wasn’t there to speculate on where this strange person had come from. He was there to enlist their aid so that Hazuki could have his chance at a proper goodbye. This wasn’t something he was usually wont to do, but… the circumstances were strange.

He shivered and adjusted his coat, shaking his head of his wandering thoughts and watching the mist of his breath as he stared at the little house and then over to Hazuki. “This is the place.” He shifted from foot to foot and sighed, holding himself tightly. “I suppose we just knock on the door now.” He looked back to the house and moved forward a little, giving the door three sharp knocks and waiting.

He pulled the collar of his coat up a little more when a gust of wind blew past them. He noticed just how much Giovanni was shivering from the cold. He should have made him take a scarf. He couldn’t have Giovanni catching a cold on their first official outing. 

Though even now he wasn’t terribly sure why they were in this dreary city. Ecruteak? He’d never seen much outside of Kanto, and even then he was only off the estate when Giovanni was. Johto wasn’t terribly different from Kanto, but it was still new and it made Hazuki uneasy, being in an unfamiliar place with Giovanni.

He let out a soft sigh after the other knocked on the door of the house. He assumed they were in Johto simply to sight-see. Why were they paying a house call? “And what is it we need to do here again? I’m not sure if you’ve told me yet.” What secrets was Giovanni keeping from him?

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He keeps him close and leans down a little and grins. “All right. Smile for the camera?” He holds the phone out for the pictures and shouldn’t be so shocked when his face is licked. Slobber. All over. What the fuck. “Tunes! What the fuck, you ass wipe!” He huffs and grumbles, wiping the spit from his face and looking down at the new pic. “You’re terrible.”

He glances down at the phone and sees that he managed to lick Cronus just in time. “Heheheh, there, that’s a lot better.” He was grinning and still super happy even with Cronus getting pissy. “C’mon lemme have it. I’m gonna set it as my lockscreen too.”

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That’s… unexpectedly cool of Mituna. Okay so maybe this isn’t gonna be so bad. “A better one?” He grins and laughs a little, pulling the cigarette from his mouth. “That sounds like a good idea.. We can def do that.”

He taps a bit on the phone before handing it back over to Cronus with a grin. “C’mon take one with me! But you gotta send it to me too so I remember.” He moves next to him, pressing close. 

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He laughs a little and plucks the other’s phone from his hand. He grins and looks down at the picture of himself. “Heheh didn’t expect something so cute outta you, honestly. But this picture of me kinda sucks,” he says with a pout. “Here let’s take a better one, kay?”

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“I’ve never seen one of these completely to my taste so i decided to make my own!

ANGST

“I can’t do anything right.”

“Please don’t cry.”

“Why are you awake right now?”

“Why are you lying to me?”

“Wake up! Please wake up.”

“Forget it, you’re a fucking asshole.”

“Don’t you ever do that again!”

“Is that blood?” “…..No?”

“Please don’t lie to me again, I can’t take it.”

“Do you even still love me?”

“Nobody’s seen you in days.”

“Why are you awake?”

“I’m worried about you.”

“Can you shut up for once in your life?”

“Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.”

“Are you hurt?” “No.” “Then why are there bruises all over your face?”

“If you don’t hug me right now I think I might fall apart.”

“Leave! Me! Alone!”

FLUFF

“Go with me?” “As long as you hold my hand.”

“Is there a reason you’re blushing like that?” 

“Have you seen my hoodie?” “Nooo.” “You’re wearing it, aren’t you?”

“Have you always been this beautiful?”

“OH you’re jealous!”

“Can we stay like this forever?”

“Please just kiss me already.”

“I think you might be my soulmate.”

“Sleep over? Please?”

“Are we on a date right now?”

“I think I’m in love with you.”

“He’s so pretty I think I’m gonna faint.”

“Are you flirting with me?” “You finally noticed?”

“Am I your lockscreen?” “You weren’t supposed to see that.”

“I missed you so much.”

“Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?”

“I’m here for you.”

“I wish we could live together already.”

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“All I do is drink coffee and say bad words.”

“Quit touching me, your feet are cold!”

“I think I just ripped my pants.”

“Sharing is caring, now give me the hoodie!”

“Can I pet your dog?” “Do I know you?”

“Did you seriously just get your foot stuck in a toilet?” “Maybe.”

“If I die, I’m haunting you first.”

“But I’ve never told you that before.” 

“Stop being grumpy, it’s lame.”

“So, uh, I locked the keys in the car.”

“Is the cat in a onesie?” “Uh, no?

“Can we please stop running? I think I’m dying.”

“You come here often?” “Well, I work here. So I think I’d have to say ‘yes’.”

“Aren’t we supposed to be working?”

“Give me attention.”

“YOU SAID TO BE HONEST STOP HITTING ME!”

“Okay, so maybe I didn’t see that coming.”

“I’m too sober for this.” “You don’t even drink.” “Maybe I should start.”

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crucial dev 13 - eusine

13. What does your character pretend or try to care about? 

OOC||To be very blunt, himself. He doesn’t take care of his own needs (especially once he turns into a vampire) and he loses himself in his work, in worrying over his friends, in Suicune. Any number of things come before his own wellbeing even if he tries to make it seem like he’s fine and functional to his friends, especially Morty.