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ph_logs2024-05-13 11:47 pm
yournewsidekick) wrote in ph_logs2024-05-13 11:47 pm
how long, baby, have I been away? [open]
Who: Nimona, you, and... Ballister Boldheart?!
What: Nimona finally opens the gift Efrain gave her back in March.
When: May
Where: All around!
Warning(s): None yet, will edit if anything crops up
A couple months ago, Nimona got a present.
She felt kinda silly about the whole thing afterward, once she was clear of the fog Efrain cast over the worst karaoke night ever. Sure, she missed Ballister. Of course. But she had other friends to keep her company until she got home, right? They wouldn't be stuck here forever. The barrier'd come down eventually.
Maybe she would've kept on thinking that if the Polaroids hadn't washed ashore.
But one day, she looked around her room at the Oak & Iron, where she'd thumbtacked up all those memories of the best night of her life with the first person who ever really saw her, and it wasn't enough anymore. All the friendship she had here, the weirdos who didn't bat an eye at her, the people -- even humans! -- who saw her passing by and didn't think monster; what was the point? She still woke up most mornings and had to stifle herself from yawning morning, boss. Whenever something cool happened, Ballister was still the first person she wanted to tell.
So Nimona dug out the Black Heart Locket, looped it around her neck, and opened it.
-----
There's a new resident of Pumpkin Hollow. Sort of.
Tall, thin, and angular, he'd cut a more striking figure if he wasn't translucent, a shimmering specter who's never seen without Nimona close by. His prosthetic right arm looks way more modern than anything else anybody's wearing: not the steampunk transformation one would expect, but outright, intact robotics. He's got the kind of expressive dark eyes that can't hide anything.
But oh, you can tell he's trying. He smiles gamely at Nimona's chattering, tries to joke with her, listens to her stories without his attention wandering too much. It's evident to anyone, though -- except, perhaps, Nimona herself -- that he's absolutely miserable.
(Then again, maybe it's evident to Nimona, too. Maybe she's also trying as hard as she can.)
They're all over town; primarily the Oak & Iron, but other spots around downtown Hollow, too. Once or twice she shows him the forest or the beach. Catch them anywhere. Nimona would love to introduce you to her boss.
What: Nimona finally opens the gift Efrain gave her back in March.
When: May
Where: All around!
Warning(s): None yet, will edit if anything crops up
A couple months ago, Nimona got a present.
She felt kinda silly about the whole thing afterward, once she was clear of the fog Efrain cast over the worst karaoke night ever. Sure, she missed Ballister. Of course. But she had other friends to keep her company until she got home, right? They wouldn't be stuck here forever. The barrier'd come down eventually.
Maybe she would've kept on thinking that if the Polaroids hadn't washed ashore.
But one day, she looked around her room at the Oak & Iron, where she'd thumbtacked up all those memories of the best night of her life with the first person who ever really saw her, and it wasn't enough anymore. All the friendship she had here, the weirdos who didn't bat an eye at her, the people -- even humans! -- who saw her passing by and didn't think monster; what was the point? She still woke up most mornings and had to stifle herself from yawning morning, boss. Whenever something cool happened, Ballister was still the first person she wanted to tell.
So Nimona dug out the Black Heart Locket, looped it around her neck, and opened it.
-----
There's a new resident of Pumpkin Hollow. Sort of.
Tall, thin, and angular, he'd cut a more striking figure if he wasn't translucent, a shimmering specter who's never seen without Nimona close by. His prosthetic right arm looks way more modern than anything else anybody's wearing: not the steampunk transformation one would expect, but outright, intact robotics. He's got the kind of expressive dark eyes that can't hide anything.
But oh, you can tell he's trying. He smiles gamely at Nimona's chattering, tries to joke with her, listens to her stories without his attention wandering too much. It's evident to anyone, though -- except, perhaps, Nimona herself -- that he's absolutely miserable.
(Then again, maybe it's evident to Nimona, too. Maybe she's also trying as hard as she can.)
They're all over town; primarily the Oak & Iron, but other spots around downtown Hollow, too. Once or twice she shows him the forest or the beach. Catch them anywhere. Nimona would love to introduce you to her boss.