bravenewworld | Video | But home is a feeling I buried in you

[This... is not a Warp Band which has been active - or within range - in a long while. The image is fuzzy and looks somehow grubby, perhaps to be attributed to the fact that the device has spent almost a whole year stuffed into the bottom of a bag.

The young man on the screen, though, doesn't look like he needs any help looking like a mess.

The fair feathers covering his head are ruffled and matted, and on one side of his head they show signs of having been singed by something. What can be seen of his clothes looks like rags and tatters, repaired in places with caterpie silk, woven vines, feathers, wool... all manners of debris. The once-blue gemstone attached to his forehead looks dull, now faded from blue to dirty yellow. From what can be seen of his face and body, he's not only incredibly filthy, but also a large number of meals short of a healthy weight. He has a nasty-looking cut on the left side of his face, running right across his eye, which is swollen and looks infected.

He offers the camera a bleak, apologetic smile, and the chipper tone in his voice sounds incredibly false.]

Hello everyone. I'm, ah- My name is Fai Flourite. I went missing from Union last autumn.

[He shifts a bit. There is a muffled splash followed by the aggravated chattering of a Floette off-camera, and Fai winces.]

I'm currently a bit... stuck. I'm on my way home, but- mm, I don't think I should be Teleporting in a while just yet. Last time I did, I ended up in a swamp. Which, incidentally, is why I'm a bit stuck.

[He attempts a laugh, but it sounds pathetic. He averts his eyes, as if he can't even face the camera. His voice drops into a mumble.]

But I'm coming home. I know I must've worried some people, and... I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

[And with that, the feed cuts out.]

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[As Kuina rises up into the air, Feliks's spirits rise, too. In the skies, there's nothing between here and Union that can stand up to them -- they're out, with nothing foreseeable between where they are right now and getting Fai somewhere warm and safe and full of good food and soft blankets. The whole struggle's not over, not without Yuui, but it's a greater victory than he's had real reason to really think he'd ever get, and he's soaring on more than just dragon-wings.]

Waver!

I'm fine. We're fine, never better!

[His expression looks more fine than ever before, but there is the small matter of the large acid-hole burnt into his shirt and the obvious wound beneath it. Eh, details.]

[Oh, look. Backup! A little bit late, admittedly, and he has no idea who this newcomer is, but Fai isn't going to be too critical right at the moment. He's relieved as well, aching to go home, and not yet at a place where he can acknowledge his anxieties concerning his return, meaning he's free to ignore them.

Even so, he can't resist a glib comment.]

Dandy, really - Feliks just figured that acid burns would be right for this season. They really make a statement, you know? [Translation: Yes, thank you, he noticed that. He's not too worried about it, but he's still not going to pretend he didn't see.]

[Yuuna rolls her eyes at Waver, keeping her amusement to herself for the moment. The dragonite beneath her rumbles a laugh though, swooping close to her Braviary pal. Howashi is...not amused. Indecent, disgraceful, a pipsqueak like that ruining his feathering. Outrageous.]

Minor scuffle, but we're good. Feliks gets to stay in a hospital bed next to Fai is what it amounts to.

[She flashes a grin back at the pair, her way of teasing and making sure that they had some privacy too.]

[Waver's jaw just dropped at the silliness of the two of them-- and he promptly swallowed any of his complaints about Feliks and his general idiocy for the time being.

Instead, he reached into his bag and threw a potion at the sparkling blond.]

Use that, at least-- and I've got more if you wanna make your vacation more enjoyable.

[.....Those two. They were liable to be busy for a while.]

[Feliks almost doesn't catch the potion, grabbing it out of the air in mid-flight like that, but he manages not to fumble it irreparably. Once he's got it, he pulls the ruined edges of the fabric clear of his wound and gets to applying it, hardly even wincing when it stings.]

Gods, you're all the hugest worrywarts in the world. Like I'm even hurt that bad!

[It's a little bad, but he'll be the absolute last to admit it.]

Let's just get home. Yuuna, I hope you didn't bother asking them to get two hospital beds ready.

[Because he's not letting Fai out of his sight for a good, long while.]

I'm sure you would tell us if you were, right?

[He knows Feliks, okay? He could probably manage to laugh and claim it wasn't so bad if his foot was dropping off.

Maybe, just maybe, Fai's exhaustion is really getting to him by now, but so far it's mostly in the form of giddiness. He gives Fryderyk a gentle nudge, causing him to hover a bit closer to Feliks, seemingly amused by Waver's comment.]

You know, I don't think we're quite so old that we need potions to help us enjoy each other's company though, but it's a nice initiative.

[Oh, and he's just shameless and dreadful.]

[Heat rose to Waver's cheeks as the implication of Fai's words dawned on him-- and he just couldn't hold his tongue anymore.]

No one cares about what you two are planning for your free time! I just thought you might not want to deal with burns!

[Well, that was Fai for you.]

[Feliks was sure he should be embarrassed. Any other day of his life, he probably would be, all blushing and stammering and flailing his arms around.]

[But all he can feel is giddiness and an emotionally exhausted sort of relief. There's no room for anything else in his heart right now whatsoever.]

Oh my gods -- haha, oh, Savior, Waver, your face! Fai!

[The intense laughter probably detracted from the seriousness of even that pitiful attempt at scolding Fai.]

I'm glad you don't care - honestly, that would sound a bit suspect.

[Fai shoots back the reply with his widest, most insolent grin - which softens into an at least as embarrassing expression of adoration as he turns to Feliks. Wow, he's missed his laughter.

And then Babycakes decides to side with Waver, because she's had just about enough of this nonsense as well. She catches Fai a stinging slap on the side of his face with a vine, followed by a barrage of angry chatter. Fai just giggles, giving her a friendly poke, but he seems to actually take her seriously (sorry Waver).]

Ah, we really should get out of here, huh? Yuuna, I'm afraid I barely know up from down right now, so... where are we going, exactly? [Look, she seems most likely to actually have a clue what she's doing.]

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[Yuuna pretty much ignores the banter, laughing quietly to herself as the merry duo picks on Waver. It's not really hard, but he plays into it so beautifully. It's actually a little adorable. It's a nice bit of chatter, really, and it's calming her down. There are still instincts flaring in her, worry about Yuui, and an anger at being attacked. Part of her still wants to go back and punch something, pulverize the Skuntank with her bare fists. It certainly deserved it.

But no, not the time. And Kuina'd smacked it pretty good. So, cooler heads and good humor reign so she looks up at Fai with a light smile and answers with an airy wave.]

South. Directly south. We've about five minutes out. and you two are going to the medical center. And Waver's may be too, if he keeps clutching Howashi's feathers that hard.

R-really?!

[Waver promptly let go at her words, and sat there looking exceedingly lost. Flustered as he was from the teasing on part of the noble duo, he didn't quite know where to put his hands....]

[Still giggling pretty uncontrollably, Feliks reached a hand out towards Fai and Fryderyk and the Pokemon alongside them.]

Gods -- G-Go easy on him, Babycakes. Cut him some slack for me?

[He breaks out laughing again, as he rubs a hand along Kuina's neck. Beside him, preparing to speed up, Fryderyk shifts his weight, making sure Fai is comfortably settled in between his fluffy white wings.]

The faster the better, though.

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