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LUKE FON FABRE is mostly just trying to get back home, as is tradition for days such as this. Having spent a good while in Luceti, he can't really be too weirded out anymore, even if he still gets irritated by the big crowd. He mostly just dodges people as much as he can, looks at all the new faces, and maybe looks for familiar one as well. Luceti sure never fails to get weirder and weirder...

TEDDY ALTMAN, however, has never seen this before, so he'll either be walking along the paths and watching people curiously, taking the opportunity to aid people who seem too lost, or be flying up in the air once he's fed up with the New York-style crowd, just wondering what's going on. It didn't seem to be the season for new people, and they seemed different, all lacking wings. Yet a few were familiar, a few were interesting, and a few seemed hopelessly confused, so he might end up touching down and poking at them.

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[There's a very familiar and very lost blonde woman cautiously exploring the village below where Teddy is flying, but she's not watching the skies. She is also, fortunately, not on fire. ~~or goo~~]

[The first time he sees her, Teddy just about drops out of the air and almost does an about-face, thinking that this is just some kind of dream, some kind of cruel experiment, because the Malnosso just love digging into the core of everything he tries to turn away from.

But - But it's her. It's his mom, alive, and when he lands and sees that she's still walking, he realizes that he doesn't care if it's a dream or anything like that. He first walks, then starts to run to her, arms already in the process of spreading to catch her in a hug he desperately needed to give and receive.]

Mom!

[...Well. She certainly hadn't been expecting that, especially considering the last thing she remembers is being fried alive. Here she'd been assuming that she died and that the afterlife is the complete opposite of what she grew up imagining, but seeing her son in this place...

As first, she's afraid. Is she dead, and did her mistake in angering the Super Skrull cause him to be killed as well? Had she failed that terribly in protecting her prince? How could she ever face Anelle in the next life if her failure doomed the empire and the child they both loved?

But then- the way he holds her, desperate and needy and relieved, like- like he hadn't seen her in a long time, or that something terrible had happened, and that he's happy she's safe...

Something is very strange about this place, that much is certain. But what is even more certain is that her charge - her son is upset, and she doesn't hesitate to lift her arms and hold him back. Whatever's going on, as long as he's safe, she'll manage.]

Teddy...

[She's warm. She's breathing. She's alive.

A part of him still thinks this is some kind of experiment that'll leave him feeling empty and cheated again, leaving him to quietly leave and sit somewhere alone again. But Teddy can't miss this chance, and he holds her as tight and close as he can manage without hurting her, one hand gripping the back of her shirt and the other holding the back of her head.

Dream, experiment or not, there's no denying the lump in his throat and the burning sting in his eyes and the way his jaw clenches as if he's physically holding back a powerful emotion. Especially when she holds him back; how long had he just wished that she'd find him and wrap her arms around him and tell him things would be okay? He hadn't stopped doing so since the day she died.

His answer to her is nothing more than a contained hiccup. He doesn't trust his voice right now.]

[That one tiny noise is enough to make her heart clench, and she lifts a hand to brush it through his hair, soothing him as best as she can, the way she'd known how since he was small. His reaction is telling; she'd died after all, and this was, somehow, miraculously, a second chance. Maybe it's temporary, or maybe they just got lucky, but either way, she'll do whatever she can for him while she's here. For her prince, for her boy.]

Shh, Teddy... it's alright now, I'm here.

[No amount of shifting can save him after he feels his mother's hand brush through his hair; despite how much he tries to hold it back and make it look like everything's fine, his focus is so thrown that he feels the sting in his eyes worsen and give way to tears that had been held back for months.

A part of him knows that he needs to back off and explain things to her, let her know where she is and what's going on. But a larger part of him doesn't want to let go, as if he's afraid that she'll disappear if he stops. And it very well could happen, with his luck.]

Mom... ["How did you get here" "Are you all right" "I have so much to tell you" are all the things he ought to say and even prepares to say, but...]

I'm sorry. I'm so... I - [I never got to say any of the things I wanted to - ] I love you so much.

[He's crying. Teddy's crying. She's certain that she could count the number of times that's happened since he hit double-digit age, they were that rare and memorable. He's always been a strong child, born of a lineage of powerful races and strong parents. As a Skrull, even one in hiding, it made her proud. But as a mother, it made her happy.

But he'd always been sensitive, and that made him loving. And she can never begrudge him that, although there were times when she wished he'd been more careful how he distributed it. Humans were a loving race, but they were also greedy, frightful, and sometimes violent even when in love. It had been difficult to watch him be hurt by love, when she knew he loved so deeply.

He's crying now because he loves deeply - and because he loves her. And how could any woman, human or otherwise, be unhappy about that?

She turns her head, not pulling back, just shifting enough to press her lips gently against the side of his head, where she can reach with him still so close.]

I know. I know, honey. I love you too. And you have nothing to apologize for...

[The one thing that gets him to even consider listening to the little voice telling him to pull back is another whisper: You're scaring her. What if she was from before she got killed? Teddy can count on one hand the times he'd cried in front of her after he hit his teenage years. And for him to react this way, holding her like she's so important to him, crying and telling her he's sorry and that he loves her...

What's she supposed to think about that? She's taking it well, at least, and even kissing the side of his head - god, that just causes a fresh wave of tears. But still, even though she's a Skrull, a race that's violent and powerful and Teddy still can't believe the kind mother he'd always known was actually one of them, this is still his mom and he's not sure how Skrulls view things like a possible terrible future or their sons crying over it or...

So he's the one who pulls back and covers his eyes with one hand, though he still keeps the other on her shoulder, like he just can't stop keeping contact with her. There's a long pause, and a few more shakes of his shoulders, before he wipes his hand across his eyes and looks up at her. He has a weak and shaky smile, and his eyes look wet and disbelieving yet happy, but all traces of tears are gone. The wonders of being a shapeshifter.]

I can't believe you're here. How did... [Dumb question, no one knows how they got here.] Are you okay? You're... You're fine, right? [Dammit, you're going to scare her again.]

[She can tell how worried he is - feel it in his body language, hear it in his voice - and she remains close even when he pulls back, one hand clasping his, the other lifting to brush through his hair, hoping to soothe the pain he's feeling. She's glad to see him smile, at least, and she doesn't hesitate to return it.]

I'm fine, sweetheart. Just a little confused. I'm... not sure how I ended up here.

[Her brows furrow, not quite willing to say it so soon after he'd managed to stop himself from crying, but... she was sure that she'd died. One doesn't just forget about that. But as always, his needs must come first. It's her duty as a mother and as his protector, and more than that, she's worried about him.]

But you- Teddy, you must have so many questions...

[... If she thinks he has questions, then she has to be from that... that moment. There's no doubt about it, despite how much Teddy wants to deny that it's true. It seems like all at once, just seeing her face and knowing where she's from, that the memories come back. Her, screaming, burning, falling to the floor, writhing, and then -

Nothing, because there was pain in the back of his head, and then he woke up unable to move his arms and legs. But he knew, he just knew.

His gaze drops as a result, and he ends up biting his lip. Normally, these are all habits that he can hide, but it takes a clear head to do so. His head is anything but clear right now. And she's right, he does have questions, ones that fly through his head even now just begging to be asked. He has to know these things, needs to know.

But... But his poor mother - She must be so confused. If she's from that moment, then... She's here now, alive, with no idea as to where she is or why he's here or how she got here. So he lifts his eyes to get in contact with hers again, his other hand moving to brush her own bangs aside. Yes, he definitely got his tactile sort of love from her.]

I'm fine right now; you must have a lot more. We should go somewhere else, it's way too cold out here. [He glances to the side; one of the things he'd never told her was how he was using his powers for good, to be a hero. He's regretted that ever since she left his life.] I can, um... fly us, if you want. I can do that now.

[Strong as ever- that's her prince. Her baby. (Even though he hasn't been a baby for a long time, now.) His expression just makes her worry more, wondering - knowing that it's likely - if he's thinking of the same thing she is: her own death. She hadn't been afraid of dying, really; even after years on Earth, she's still a Skrull, a woman of a warrior race, who took great pride and joy in the mission she'd been given. Even with Anelle dead, their homeworld devoured, their people scattered throughout the galaxy, she would never abandon her post willingly. Not when Teddy himself was such a treasure to her, the only one she had left in all the cosmos.

No, she hadn't been afraid of dying. She'd been afraid of losing him, and of leaving him too soon. Before he knew of his heritage, or her past, or his real parents. But it seems, in her absence, he's learned quite a lot on his own.

She thinks that she ought to have been surprised by his last comment, but deep down, she really isn't. She's known that he was aware of his powers for years, having watched the subtle little changes that had occurred throughout his life, but had chosen not to comment on them. And while she'd known that something had been going on with him during her last few months with him, he'd chosen not to share it, so she had been waiting patiently. Now, at last, the truth might come out.

So after a moment she smiles, her expression pleased and proud, brushing her thumb over his cheek.]

You found your wings... I knew you would, one day.

[...hope you like flying, Luke, because some intangible force just grabbed you firmly around the torso and hoisted you up above the crowd.

just kidding it's a mewtwo floating around up here!]

[... Is about the noise that Luke makes, but not really. He'd rather call it a highly startled sound, because out of all the things he was expecting, it was not suddenly being lifted up by the chest and being flown through the air.

But when he realizes that it's someone actually holding him, Luke looks down at the ground with wide eyes, allowing the shock to fade, and then twists his body to look up at whoever's caught him.

And god, how that happy look just blooms on his face.]

Mewtwo!

[Mewtwo looks pleased by the reaction, the corners of his mouth quirking up and his tail waving lazily.]

"Surprise". [He squints, smile seeming wider for it.] Where are you headed?

Where was I... Oh, I was heading back to my place, but - that's not important. [He's practically beaming; He'd hug Mewtwo if he could, but he's not sure how wise that is with the two of them in the air like this.] I'm so glad to see you, Mewtwo!

[After so many close friends left in such a short period of time? Yes, he's very glad to see someone like Mewtwo here.]

[He was going to ~whoosh~ them away to wherever Luke was trying to get, seeing as ground travel looked pretty unappealing right now - but if it's not important, then he'll just casually float over and set the both of them down on a nearby roof. No big.]

It's a mystery how I'm here, but it's good to meet an old friend again. How long has it been?

Jeez, um - months? [Because honesty, he's still not used to how time flows in Luceti compared to Auldrant. It always seems to pass far too fast for him. Nevertheless, now that they're on a roof and Luke can feel a solid surface beneath his feet, he turns to hug the Pokemon tightly around his middle. Maybe Pokemon don't hug, he doesn't know and he wishes he knew, but it's certainly a human instinct that he can't ignore.]

Way too long. I missed you a lot.

[oof.

You know what, though, Mewtwo is okay with this. The memories Luceti gave back to him are of a much less solitary life than the one he's lived, and in the absence of enemies to charge side-by-side into battle against...a hug can't hurt. He rests his chin on the top of Luke's head.]

It's been a year in my world since I left and returned.
I only now remember all that happened in Luceti.

[Ammy really doesn't like crowds much herself. It's hard to run and explore with so many people around, and even harder to sleep when there's people constantly tripping over her, falling on her, and trodding on her poor tail. That's why she's taken to wandering along the roofs of houses, sometimes running on them and double jumping to get to the next roof. It's not as solid or stable as the earth below, and even Ammy nearly rolls off a few rooftops, but it's a whole lot better than being trapped in a mess of bodies.

She's going to have to find food though, and fast. Her stomach's grumbling at her from all that running and jumping - it works up a heck of an appetite.]

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[Of course, Teddy notices the white wolf running along the rooftops. How can he not? Not only is it a white wolf running along the rooftops, but she looks familiar, too. The way a trail of plants grows behind her even on a wooden surface, the very faint markings he can see...

Yes, he knows who this is.

Once she slows down enough, Teddy drops down through the air, flying alongside her now that he's sure he can keep up.]

Amaterasu?

[Ammy doesn't really pay much heed to the sky, much too focused on the path set in front of her, so even when she does slow down, she's still got her eyes forward - paying attention mostly to her nose and trying to sniff out a source of food. That's why her pacing's slowed, though she is still moving.

Hm, she can smell food in that directio--]

[JESUS SWEET MOTHER OF GOD WHERE'D YOU COME FROM VJFKGHKC--]

[Mistepping out of pure shock, Ammy runs herself right off the edge of the roof she was on, hollering loudly before gravity takes effect and she crashes headfirst into a snowbank.

...With her butt, tail, and back legs still sticking out of the top of it and kicking wildly.

Your goddess, Nippon.]

[Oh. Teddy can't help cringing a little as she takes a nosedive into the snow. He would've caught her, but she's still pretty fast, and he wasn't expecting...

He really ought to think these things through sometime.

He drops down now, his larger wings retreating into his back as he takes a few large steps to the snowbank.]

It's okay - Hold on, stay still - [It probably doesn't work in his favor, but he still does his best to keep his head turned away while he wraps his arms around her middle and pulls to get her out of the bank.]

[Smart boy you are, Teddy. Ammy can barely hear anything with the snow encasing her upper body, though she does hear something up there. Was it maybe the kid she saw before? The weird one that was...doing whatever next to her? Floating? Flying? SOMETHING.

She continues to kick and struggle, though Ammy does stop once she feels arms around her bottom (um, excuse you) pulling her upwards. It doesn't work immediately, but with Teddy's tugging and Ammy's digging to loose the snow around her, she eventually pops right on out.

BRRRR, TOO COLD. Too wet and cold, gotta shake it off. Shake it all off and probably right onto her rescuer, oops.]

[Just before Luke wakes up in the morning, Jade will be hovering impatiently over his bed. Nothing about this seems right to him.]

Wake up.

[It's a damn good thing Xion's already gone somewhere, or else she'd not only be subjected to Jade being a creeper, but also Luke's subsequent reaction.

He cringes in his sleep at first, then rolls onto his side with a grumble. Then his eyes shoot open once realization hits, and he practically flings himself backwards and against the headboard. He stares for a moment with wide eyes, then leans his head forward, unsure if it's the fact that it's Jade that he can't believe, or the fact that he's standing over his bed.]

Jade?

[He watches this little display, unimpressed, and proceeds to adjust his glasses.]

Well, your basic memory seems to be intact. I suppose that's a good first sign. I'm sorry to admit that I haven't prepared breakfast for the occasion.

[The shock of such circumstances and the sudden thrill of seeing Jade aside, Luke feels a bit of irritation settling in. Then again, Luke's mood 50% of the time is "irritated".]

You never stop doing that, huh? [He pulls a strap of his sleeveless shirt up with an annoyed pout of sorts.] And how did you find me?

If I told you, it could damage my carefully-maintained shroud of mystery. Of course, it should suffice to say that in a small area such as this one, it's remarkably easy to gather such information.

And here you are, lazy as ever. It's almost nostalgic.

You're obnoxious, you know that?

[Still, despite the irritation, he can't help giving a half smile. He's missed Jade, after all. He's one of his close friends, and though being teased always puts Luke on edge, his wisdom and his guidance was certainly something Luke had come to dearly miss.

He finally does scoot out of the bed while self-consciously running a hand through his hair. Damn bedhead.]

So... When did you get here? New Feather season isn't until later...

All part of my charm, of course.

[Jade considers him a friend as well. And it is a relief to see him after... whatever happened at the end of the game.

Not that he'll show that anywhere near openly.]

It's been about five hours for me. You'll excuse me for not coordinating my arrival with such odd little cycles. Of course, that reminds me I'll have to examine this whole "wing" business. [He eyes Luke's wings as he gets up.] I should have my tools ready to experiment with yours later.

[Hey there Luke it's your best buddy ever Noct!!]

[He's also having some trouble navigating through all the people -- oh god why are there so many -- but when he spots Luke having similar troubles, he decides to be a ~nice person~ and shove some of the people away with a scowl.]

[...that seems to scare some of them off, so hey, the road is a little more clear now! And then he looks back to Luke. He's smiling, just a bit, so he's probably not Sync...]

Didn't expect to see you again.

[There's always that ice in his chest when he sees Sync. He remembers every horrible thing he's done, what he did to Asch, to Guy, to himself, how he now has an ugly scar that will never go away thanks to all of that.

But the fact that Sync's smiling at him, not jeering or smirking...

No, this isn't Sync. The ice in Luke's chest melts away, relief taking its place instead, and he smiles back, and happily so.]

Noct? Noct, it's you, right?

Nice to see someone here still remembers me. How long has it been this time? A year?

[How's it going Luke?

Have a snowball aimed at the back of your head. Does it hit or miss?]

[Well someone else is trying to struggle her way through the crowd and... having quite a time of it. She's back here again and she has wings again and now there's people everywhere and they're pushing and shoving and while she's less outspoken than she was before Otherworld this is just about enough to-]

Would you all just stop it for a sec?

[And then, Thylos, sitting on her shoulder as usual, suddenly lets out a loud meow, and there's a sudden strong blast of wind knocking anyone within a ten foot radius down, leaving a bewildered girl in the middle.]

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