Catch-all log

[flying_chains]

Who: Morgiana and various others
What: Doing stuff!
Where: Places! (mostly Union and the immediately surrounding countryside)
When: February!

Catch all for Morgiana and her pokemon (One sullen Pangoro who wishes he were still small and cuddly. One smug Tropius who acts like she knows deep and terrible secrets.)! I'll make some starter threads for various people I had plans with within the post. If you have an idea for a thread or wish to discuss starting one, poke me on plurk at overbringer. OR just start the thread however you want and I'll roll with it.

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Sophia Nate

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Morgiana carried a massive basket of clean bandages towards a tent set up by doctors and healers for those injured during the attack. As she walked, she hummed an old song she had always liked. Even if it was a song from Gigas, it had always appealed to her, and she'd been at this long enough that it was starting to feel routine.

[soulofmagus]

It's hard to miss the basket, or the girl carrying it, especially with how often she's been travelling back and forth between the medical camps making her deliveries.

Some time during her second trip, a pidove picks up a hint of the tune she's been humming, and by the time Morigana returns on her third loop of the route, he flutters on after her, joining in. ..A tad off key, but that's Wunjo for you. But it's such a PRETTY tune, who wouldn't be interested in singing it!

[flying_chains]

Birds were singing along with her now. It felt like the world was conspiring to just make today extra nice to make up for the awfulness of the dragon attack. Unfortunately it also threw off her rhythm. Her song trailed off for a moment as she looked at the pidove curiously.

But hey, it WAS a pretty song. She shrugged and went on about her business. She also started humming again.

[soulofmagus]

There's a rather eager look to an otherwise blankly pidovey stare, beady eyes staring back at Morigiana until she starts singing again.

The chorus hasn't gone unnoticed, however. He's loud enough, however, that his human shows up, a notebook in hand and wearing puzzled expression. That sound..

"I'm sorry, miss, is he bothering you?"

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She bowed slightly to the newcomer in greetings, which was tricky while carrying such a big basket.

"Not at all. I don't think my singing is good enough that he's ruining it just by joining in."

Her voice was actually quite pleasant, but it's hard to judge such things for yourself.

[soulofmagus]

A hand starts to move to dismiss the need for bowing, especially when the girl already has such a burden, but she's too slow. So Sophia settles for a small smile, fondly glancing at Wunjo when he flaps his wings and twitters his praise for his new singing partner. (He thinks your voice sounds just fine.)

"He gets very enthusiastic, so he must have liked your song, miss. And there hasn't been much music lately.." For obvious reasons. Sophia presses on, before a pause makes that comment awkward. "I couldn't hear it very clearly over him, but, what are you singing?"

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"Oh. I don't actually remember the name of the song. It was popular in..."

She tensed, she was never sure how people would take knowing where she had grown up.

"...Gigas."

[soulofmagus]

Gigas. There's a small inhalation of surprise at the mention, but with less disgust than some might show. It is one thing to know secondhand knowledge of that place, and quite another to know it as truth...

Wunjo doesn't appear to understand the significance, fussing at their feet instead.

"I see," that puzzled tone remains, brow furrowing further. "It's hard to imagine such a place having music of its own, isn't it. But it sounds...very upbeat."

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"It's a city, not a fortress of villains. There is a darkness hanging over it, but plenty of regular people still live there, and they like music just as much as people do everywhere else."

She grimaced as she spoke. It felt weird to defend Gigas.

[soulofmagus]

"..Yes, you are quite right." Sophia is not contrite, exactly, but it is clear she knows she's misstepped somewhere and looking to make amends, of a sort. "It is easy to simply tar an entire nation with Grimer slime just from the actions of a few."

The Elite Four were certainly happy to do that on a grander scale. But she doesn't care to think about them right now. "Music, though. That always seems to be a language everyone can understand."

[flying_chains]

"While I do not many happy memories of Gigas, I do like that song." She said, responding to both of Sophia's statements at once. It was a measure of how far behind her those days were that she could dissociate the song from the memories.

[soulofmagus]

"Then it must be a very good song. It seems..." Familiar?

..Nostalgic?

She's not sure why that thought sends a shiver down her spine. So she ignores it, for now. "It seems very upbeat. What was it about? I'm afraid Wunjo here was drowning out anything besides the melody."

[flying_chains]

"I was just humming it, so you couldn't have heard the lyrics. But, it's about chasing after dreams instead of just waiting for them to come to you, I suppose."

[soulofmagus]

There's a soft 'oh', followed by a smile. Wunjo, hearing the mention of humming, starts up the song again, in his own offbeat offkey fashion. "I can see the appeal.. Though that's sometimes easier said than done to do."

[flying_chains]

"Yes, well, it's just a song."

She shrugged. She was curious why Sophia was so interested in the song, though. "Do you sing a lot? Or play any instruments?"

[soulofmagus]

'Just'. "One you enjoy, and remember. So it must have done something right." Even if it is 'just a song'.

As for the questions directed at her: "..Not that I can remember," Sophia admits offhandedly, not quite paying the close attention she should be to her answers. Mind replaying the melody at the correct pitch compared to Wunjo's rendition. "Perhaps I should try, when things are less..busy. Do you? Play, that is?"

[flying_chains]

"Oh! No, I do not. Sorry."

Before any more apologies could escape her lips, though, that middle bit sunk in.

"What do you mean 'not that I can remember'?"

[soulofmagus]

Ah. Sophia freezes a moment, uncertain what to say. She'd been doing well, not sharing details outside a small circle.

But the fault is hers, and while she is no longer comfortable sharing her story with everyone she meets anymore, she can at least be partially truthful. "..I had an accident, prior to Salvation."

[flying_chains]

"And lost your memory?"

That's awful!

[soulofmagus]

"Fortunately, I was taken in here." She manages a small smile. "Fortunately, I do at least remember my name."

She almost starts offering her hand to shake - but Morgiana does still bear a burden on her shoulders, so she switches quickly to a very slight bow forwards. "I'm Sophia. Sophia Nate."

[flying_chains]

She returned the bow, despite having bowed already a minute ago.

"Morgiana. I too have found a new home in Union."

[soulofmagus]

And, dragon destruction aside, Union does make for a very nice home. "It is nice to meet--oh! I recognise your name. You're joining Yuuna's ranger unit, are you not?"

[flying_chains]

"Yes that's right. I didn't realize you were a ranger."

At least that's what she was assuming.

[soulofmagus]

Stooping to collect the fussing pidove and settle him on her shoulder, Sophia gives the slightest head shake. "Not quite, though I do work for the Rangers. Before.." Well, all of this, "I was running messages and helping organise supplies for. Right now, I've been helping restock while Yuuna recovers." Handling quartermaster duties while Waver took care of paperwork.

[flying_chains]

"Ah, so more of a secretary."

She nodded in understanding. Now that she thought about it there had to be some people who stayed behind and made sure HQ was working while everyone else was out who knows where.

[soulofmagus]

"I would say that is more Waver's job," she chuckles. "But yes, I'm part of administration. I believe he'll be handling the finer paperwork and filing reports. Once we've gotten things straightened out at the ranger's offices."

The damage was minor, compared to a large chunk of the city, but there was still plenty of work to do to set things to rights.

[flying_chains]

"Yes, it was a bit of a mess in there when I checked in earlier, but it could have been much worse."

She nodded/bowed again to Sophia. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Nate. I hope your memory comes back eventually."

[soulofmagus]

"We'll have it sorted in no time." Her words are almost a promise on that.

"I do as well, thank you." She returns the bow. "And no doubt we'll meet again sooner than later."

Wunjo whistles a thank you, before resuming his repetition of Morgiana's song. He's going to keep singing that until some other tune gets his attention, just you wait.

Chie Satonaka and Sinbad

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It was still early, but the sun was starting to peak up above the horizon. Not that you could see the horizon from Morgiana and Chie's apartment, deep in Union's vertical urban sprawl as it was. It would still be dark here for another hour or so.

That didn't bother Morgiana one bit today. She practically floated into the kitchen, with a sort of glow about her and her hair still damp from the shower. She was going to see if she could manage to cook some breakfast without breaking anything. Normally she would have hesitated, but today she felt like nothing could go wrong!

However, just as she was getting some of their last (and...honestly probably reaching the end of it's existence as edible food. It was looking maybe a little green, but not so much that you couldn't eat it after a thorough cooking) two pieces of bacon, there was a knock at the door...

[conquerorofwaves]

Sinbad finally got out of the hospital, and rather than trying to pick through what's left of the boarding house he had been staying in, or checking on how the people using his business as a temporary shelter are doing, he's going to check on his friends. He reaches down, scratching at the uncomfortable brace that kept his cast-covered tail flat against his back.

He couldn't help but hum softly, feeling a twinge of the bubbling good mood emanating from inside.

[flying_chains]

Have you ever seen Morgiana skip before? Because that's how she hopped to the door when she heard the knock. She flung the door open to see who it was and found none other than her dear friend Sinbad.

"Sin! Good morning! Come in come in! I was just cooking breakfast."

And she's barely started, so if Sinbad wanted to eat something other than charcoal he still had time to intervene.

[conquerorofwaves]

He certainly has never seen her skip, and sheer giddy joy radiating off of her nearly bowled him over, he had generally learned to filter other people's emotions since his evolutions, but he was hadn't been prepared for this amount from someone that generally kept a level head.

"Thanks Morg, just don't mind me." He murmurs a bit as he gingerly makes his way inside, careful not to bump into anything - he was still getting used to the shift in his weight distribution with the cast. "Looks like you're not too badly hurt, how's Chie?" He questioned, as he can't help but feel another undercurrent of emotion that is familiar but not.

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"Oh she's just great. We're both great."

The smile slips very slightly. "She was...shaken, I guess, by the attack. But we talked about it and talked about some other things and I am confident she will be back to normal soon enough."

whoops, forgot this until now

[footprints_on_your_face]

At that moment, as if summoned by the two talking about her, Chie appears in the entryway to the living room. She lets out a relaxed sigh before she notices they've got company, a towel in her hands as she rubs at her hair to dry it off.

"Hey, Morgiana, what's for-"

And then she sees Sinbad sitting there, and reflexively blushes.

"...Oh! Hey, Sinbad! I didn't know you were here!"

Re: whoops, forgot this until now

[conquerorofwaves]

He waves at Chie as he lowers his hand, now that undercurrent he picked up amplified with her in the room, enough to start getting an idea.

"Well," his cheeks turned a faint shade of pink despite himself as he tries to clamp down and tune that feeling out once he pinpointed what it was. "I'd thought I'd stop by... see how everyone was doing."

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"All things considered, we could be doing a lot worse."

Morgiana turned on the stove top and got out some eggs as well. "Did you want to stay for breakfast?"

DO you, Sinbad? The atmosphere here is just one step away from birds spontaneously landing on the windowsill to sing along with a choreographed song about how lovely a new day is.

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"Y-yeah! We're having... Tepig sausage links, right?"

Chie's obviously feeling a little awkward, but she can't help but smile all the same. She'd been in a pretty terrible mood the night before, but this morning's shower was a rather pleasant turn of events.