brokenmemories | thirdteenth memory [video]

[When video flicks on, notice how it seems rather shakier than usual and who's ever holding it sounds rather..giggly. If anyone recognizes the laugh as being Kizu, then they would know the reason why once they see Misaki struggling with what seems to be a green colored Deino between what seems to be a messed up looking Espeon doll.

Usually she wouldn't make such a big deal out of it but 1.) it already ripped up her favorite (and only) shirt so she was already pissed and 2.) the doll happened to come from her current crush atm.]

Let go! Let go of it right now! I don't care if you're blind, you're not getting going to get away with this so easily!

[Cue the Espeon doll slipping out of her hands and her falling back. The banette's giggle soon evolved into an uproar of laughter.]

What the-- [Misaki looked towards the pokegear, still looking quite irritated.] KIZU! Stop playing around with that thing and help me out with this thing!

[Cue the Deino picking up what's left of the Espeon's body and running into some direction off screen.]

Now would be a good time! [Click!]

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Oh, dear.

[Temeraire's eyes are wide, and he leans forward to shout advice into the microphone, overly loudly as though he's trying to make himself heard all the way in Goldenrod. He's still iffy on how phones actually work.]

Misaki! Perhaps if you offer it a trade it will give your toy back!

TOY?!
CRAAA--

[Temeraire's shout actually seemed to do the trick as the Deino dropped the Espeon ~~toy~~ doll, being startled and all. However, it turned its head towards the pokegear and made a charge towards the holder of the pokegear...who turned out to be Misaki herself.]

[Luckily, she was on top of the bed so it made contact with the bed instead. It seemed to pass out afterwards.]

I...I appreciate the offer but I think its pointless now. [Cue being shown what seems to be the brutally half-eaten remains of her precious doll. The head was somewhere only Arceus knows.]

[Oh no, that looks pretty well destroyed. Still, he says hesitantly:]

I don't suppose it could be fixed, could it?

[His tone makes it clear that he's aware that isn't likely.]

No. [Normally she'd be much nastier after getting hit by a question like that but this was Temeraire and she didn't want to be a complete bitch to him cause she values their friendship.]

I mean it could be possible but I doubt it'll look like what it used to look like.

[He ducks his head down a little and hunches his shoulders, looking apologetic. That had been the wrong thing to say, clearly.]

I'm sorry. Was it something very important?

[Crap, she didn't mean to make him feel bad. Great job Misaki.]

[Her voice got a little softer than it originally was.]

It was just one of the gifts I got from this guy. [She refuses to say he was her little crush because she's not so sure herself.] Dolls kinda mean something to me, even though I'm kinda a bit too old to play with dolls.

[He's un-tensing at her softer tone, glad she isn't mad at him. And, while privately he also doesn't understand the purpose of a doll or why one would be important, it clearly is to her. And a gift besides! They did not come to Johto with him, but he can't stand the thought of the necklace or the pendant that Laurence gifted him being destroyed like this doll was. So he sounds sympathetic when he continues.]

If they mean something, I do not see how you can be too old.

To everyone else back home, it does. They expect little girls to be fawning over dolls, not borderline adults.

[She seems to say this with anger in her voice but it wasn't directed at Temeraire. Its most likely towards herself for not being able to get over her fascination with dolls so easily or the fact that people judged her for her said fascination. Whatever, they don't understand so they could just deal with it.]

Oh, no.

[This scene could have been a number of things, all depending on Misaki's expressed degree of anger. As it is, it's difficult to find it silly, or anything but distressing on her behalf.]

[Showing her anger in public was a common thing for the girl so she wasn't so fazed by anyone's reactions. Showing her anger in front of children, however, was a different story.]

Hey Clementine. How have you been? [It was obvious she was trying to calm her anger down a bit but it was kind of hard with a brutally half-eaten doll was on the floor with its attacker sleeping it off.]

Good.

[Unlike this someone failing to convince her. Clementine feels a little additional uncomfortable wrench hoping that she isn't "making" her cram it into a bottle.]

...Did you get the doll back...?

...Not exactly...

[Cue being shown the remains of the Espeon doll on the ground. Just replace the stuffing with blood and its a pretty horrific sight. It's attacker was laying near the bedside, innocently sleeping.]

There's nothing you can really do for it now. I don't even know where the head is.

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