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[yokunaru]

who: Yuuri, Eichi, & Professor Sycamore
what: Running into and catching a pokemon
when: 4/26
where: around the city
warnings: None

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Eichi

[yokunaru]

[When the two of them had decided to explore the city's shopping center, they'd inexplicably found themselves in an area that specialized in weapons. Yuuri sighs, peering at the displays in the windows.]

Are you planning to pick something for yourself?

[He knows his friend's still training with Gladio, who's an expert in many weapons in his own right. The collapsible baton in his pocket feels heavy as Yuuri remembers how often he's been told by friends he should learn to use a better weapon. While he understands their concern, a part of Yuuri is still hesitant to work with anything else. He's not a fighter, even if he's seen the necessity in learning self defense.]

Sycamore

[yokunaru]

[It's later in the day when Yuuri realizes he hasn't shaken off the haunted sword, like he'd originally thought. He feels a prickle of awareness at the back of his neck as he leaves the Community Center later in the day, his skate bag slung over one shoulder. Resisting the urge to look over his shoulder, Yuuri quickens his step instead, hoping to leave the pesky...thing behind.

He should've known it wouldn't be that easy. There's a swish sound as a shadow cuts right into the path ahead of him and Yuuri scrambles back with an undignified yelp, crashing into some unfortunate bystander behind him.]

I-I'm so sorry. [Yuuri stammers at the Professor as he quickly gets back to his feet, only to realize his glasses are missing for the second time that day. He whirls around and... somehow, he isn't surprised to see the sword thing, blurry in his vision, zoom away with a soft, hollow kind of laugh.] Oh... great.