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[hollower]

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[Scavenger Hunt Event | Nov. 24-28]

[hollower]

[Continued from here unless otherwise specified.]

[thenightmarebegins]

[continued from here]

[Vincent shakes his head, gun pointed toward where the scorpion had been an instant ago. Obnoxiously fast little thing...]

I did nothing. Blame the native creatures.

[Not that it matters right now what he may or may not have done... the situation at hand is more important than arguing. That sand is pouring out fast, and there's still a long way to go along this particular corridor. Vincent narrows his eyes and glances at her to be sure she's prepared. Already he's tensed and ready to move.]

There's no time to spare.

[He takes off swiftly, cape swirling around him in a red blur.]

[hollower]

[Perona follows, giving an agonized look at the treasure that's slowly being lost to the desert sand. Such a sad, sad sight...and a true waste of glorious treasure! But she'll have to leave it, and mind her companion. Whereas the sand falling in sheets doesn't bother her while she's in her spirit form, she's sure Vincent will be in a spot if he's trapped here.

Soaring right with him, she can see the entrance to the treasure room as well, and a stone wall slowly grinding downwards, as if to trap the intruders inside. Tch...as if that would work. She can just blow it apart with a Tiny or Special Hollow, yet...maybe that's not a good idea in such a dilapidated place like this.]

Move faster! You'll be trapped in here if you don't--and I can't risk using anything explosive in this tomb! [Not unless true necessity calls.]

[Action, January 13th]

[concasse]

[Today marks the 20th day since last seeing hide or hair of the Ghost Princess (yes, he's counted), and it's on this day that Perona, assuming she's home, will hear a polite but insistent rapping against her front door.

Sanji is a patient man; he is also a worrywart. And the two do not coincide well sometimes, case in point being the way he darted over to her apartment once his mind was made up. If she's determined to avoid him, then she'll have to spell it out. Otherwise Sanji's prepared to hunt her down for a chat.]

[Action, January 13th]

[hollower]

[Fate would have it that upon returning home from a little bit of shopping, and an escape to the library, Perona be greeted by the very person she was keeping her distance from. She nearly comes close to dropping all her groceries when she sees Sanji at her door, utterly a surprised gasp. Had...had it really been so long that he'd come to her home? Probably. Unlike Sanji, Perona hadn't been counting. She had easily stepped into the fluid passing of time - floating on the days and hours as she ticked by. But now, with her pattern broken, her heart begin to beat wildly, and she feels her voice catch in her throat. But not long enough for her to voice his nickname.]

Mr. Cook...!

[Don't sound so happy to see him, you idiot. Feeling heat rise up to fill her cheeks, she glances down, to stare at anything but his face. It should be noted that, among her usual hat and gown, she's wearing a rose printed shawl (the one Law gave her), fastened together by a certain, possibly familiar, brooch.]

[Action, January 13th] 1/2

[concasse]

[It's probably a good thing Perona chooses to look away, as the moment he hears her voice, Sanji inclines his head in the woman's direction and levels the full brunt of his assessing stare on her face.

... It's so painfully obvious now. How the hell had he missed it before?]

[Action, January 13th]

[concasse]

[... Whelp.]

Awaaaaah, there's Perona-chwaaaan~! [He drops his serious expression like it's unwanted luggage and twirls until they're facing, and only tact keeps him from dropping to one knee and grabbing her hand, as if a knight greeting some long-forgotten princess. He'll settle for whisking the groceries right out of her hands, though.] And she's wearing my gift, too~!

[He's energetic, he's smiling, he's over the top, he's... normal. As normal as he can afford. Like their last meeting hadn't weighed on his mind for the past three weeks.]

[pc gift] 7/11

[ghostytrainer]

[Whenever Perona gets to a place where she can check her PC, she'll find that the morning following her first network post, someone decided to leave her a gift! That someone is John and that gift is a white, oddly waxy looking egg.]

[Fortunately, John left a message.]

a little fire power to help keep the bugs away. ;)
if it ends up taking after the dad it might be something of a handful and i apologize for that.
but i am sure that, of all people, you can handle it.

happy hauntings,
john

p.s.: the baby will know the following moves upon hatching, just as a head's up: confuse ray, night shade, hex, curse, shadow ball, toxic, double team, rest, attract, energy ball, will-o-wisp, pain split, sleep talk, snore

[pc gift] 7/14

[hollower]

[It's quite a few days later that Perona and her entourage reach Cherrygrove. She's already tired and dirty and in desperate need of a bed, a bath, and a well deserved shopping trip, but being called over by the staff takes priority. And color her surprised - and ecstatic - when she receives the gift (with a bit of help from the staff, this technology is weird). Immediately, she coddles the egg and writes up a response. Hopefully her new friend gets it sooner than she did his gift.]

Dear John,

It took me some time, but I've reached this town now and I got your gift! Thank you very much, and I'll be sure to take very good care of it until it hatches! You're a very kind person, and I do wish I could do more for you than just a simple thank you. Sadly, that will have to suffice for now, until I can meet you face to face, or when I have more to give.

But you should be happy to know all your advice paid off, and already Bearsy-kun is growing stronger! I've also managed to capture another little animal - a small, brown bird with piercing eyes...like a hawk. I named him appropriately after someone I know. ♥

Again, thank you for the little cutie. I can't wait to have a little candle ghost for my own, I've been missing my hollow so very much lately!

Please, take care,
♥♥♥ Perona

text; 7/14 late afternoon

[ghostytrainer]

[He does get the letter that very day when he goes in for his shift at the center. When there's a lull in the people coming in to be treated, he finally pulls out his gear to shoot Perona a text.]

glad to see that you made it to cherrygrove in one piece! hehe.
don't worry about it though, as long as you take good care of the baby that's really all i need in return.

i am glad to hear that i wasn't just blowing a lot of hot air though, that's always a good thing.
and belated congratulations on your first pokemon capture, pidgey is an excellent choice.

but i guess i just wanted to let you know that i got your letter. and to say you're welcome.

you take care too. :)

[August 9th | Action]

[hollower]

[OOC: Continued from here.]
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[It's close to dusk now, lanterns starting to flicker to life as the sun's golden glow starts to give way to a more colorful blue and purple. Perona's waiting by the entrance of Sprout tower, eyes fixed on the looming structure, like she's waiting to see signs of spirits wandering in or out from the walls. Sadly, nothing more than a few Murkrow swoop and caw loudly, as if declaring the coming night.

She's pretty easy to spot even with the night falling - her clothes stand out among the more traditional and less flashy fashions of Violet. Perona doesn't seem to care much, though she is getting a bit impatient. Her foot's begun to tap, and she keeps staring out at the surrounding area every minute or two. Ah, she can't wait any longer! The timing is perfect for ghosts to start appearing, she wants to go inside already!!]

[readapts]

[Chihiro may be even easier to spot-- given that the quilava trotting along at his feet has the flames on his head lit up, in order to illuminate his trainer's way. He's craning his neck as he approaches the great dark tower, far more imposing when it is backlit by the setting sun.

Seeing a figure, he brightens up and speeds his steps, but these short little legs only go so fast! As it is, his quilava can easily outstrip him if he wanted to.] Perona-san?

I'm sorry, I hope I didn't make you wait...

[hollower]

[The light of Quilava's fire is certainly noticeable, and that's what really catches Perona's attention first. As it draws closer, she finally realizes it's who she's been waiting for, and straightens up a little to meet with Chihiro properly. This is the first time they've met in person, and she wants to show a bit of refinement, and set a good impression.]

There you are, Chihiro-kun! [Or...chan? Goodness, he really does almost look like a girl. Ahem, at least she knows about and (more or less) accepts okamas are a thing.] Eeeh, it wasn't that long, and now's just the right time for any cute ghosts to come out and play! I bet they're all waking up now to start cursing and tormenting wayward souls that wander into their haunted domain...

[Sigh. ♥]

[written] backdated to after her thread with Guy ages ago.

[dedicatednoless]

[Seeing as how he heard no word from the mysterious young miss seeking help with creating some customized clothing, Peony decided to take action and contact her in person himself the moment after hearing about her from Guy. So once he sat down, he started to write, taking mind to print more carefully with his already flawless penmanship.]

Well, here's hoping I'm not writing to the wrong person. Is this Perona? If so, I heard from a friend of mine that you were looking for a little help designing clothes, and I believe I am your man for the job.

- Peony

[written] PFFT, idek when that was...

[hollower]

[Oh, now isn't this a surprise! She had almost forgotten to get in touch with this guy, whoopsie. Ahaha, well, now that he's here she can at least get down to business and respond. Perona's thus far lost the idea she had for what she wanted to wear that morning, but she's always quick to think of something new and cute. Her taste for good fashion was ingrained deeply on her heart and soul - and cute things, especially cute clothes, always blaze to her mind when she gets in the groove.]

Peony-san,

Yes, this is Perona, you don't have to worry about that. Thank you for contacting me! If you're still available, that same friend put in a good word about your ability to make and design clothes of varying styles. I have my own taste, and it's rather different than most people. I hope you'll be able to match my tastes with your designs.

Write me back as soon as possible, and I can give you a better description of what I like, and what you're able to do.

♥ Perona

[written] me neither, oh well

[dedicatednoless]

Well, the only way to find out is to start by hearing some of your ideas or meet up and go over the materials and styles you're fond of. What do you think? ♥

[Nov. 29 - Onward | Luceti Returning Characters]

[hollower]

[Threads continued from here or otherwise.]

[Nov. 29 - Onward | Luceti Returning Characters]

[hollower]

[Continued from here.
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That is a-okay, captain, because Perona's doing just the same. She's actually quite reluctant to let him go, and is enjoying the warmth of his body as well as the warmth of Law's presence. She's back and he's still here. He remembers her and he missed her and she's so happy to hear that.

When was the last time Perona ever had nakama? Real nakama. She never has, and as a smile practically eats up her face, tears run down her face and she laughs and tightens her grip on her dearest friend. It takes her a few more minutes to calm down and settle the quiver in her voice, and even when she pulls away to wipe her face, she still has a tight grip on Law's shirt.]

I-I'm glad...I didn't think...I-I'd find you. Is everything alright? Did those pieces of shit treat you well while I was gone? [She doesn't want to ask how long it's been. not right now. Not anymore.]

[Nov. 29 - Onward | Luceti Returning Characters]

[deathsdoctor]

[Pieces of shit. Perona remembers some of it. It's so selfish, but he's glad she remembers some of what bonded them together, terrible as it was. It's now a better world... but among all the bad of the old one, so much good was forged. Would he have nakama... know how precious what he was given in Luceti, without it?]

The Malnosso don't exist anymore. Everyone went far into the past. Time was changed. [He does not say we changed time because he does not include himself with those that did so.] ... the ones in charge now aren't like them it seems.

... so, I'm okay. I'm okay now. [Not perfect. Still coming to terms with what happened. But better.]

[Nov. 29 - Onward | Luceti Returning Characters]

[hollower]

[Continued from here!]
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Souls?

[Holy shit. That's awesome!! And they're supposedly more vicious, too? Hnnn... ♥ So much better than what she had imagined. Perona's expression changes, and her eyes gloss over with adoration, hands clasped together. A monster that consumes souls, and she's getting to meet one!]

That's amazing! Do different souls have different tastes? How do you eat a soul? Does the victim die when you feed off them?

[Tanagura] - [text]

[rubbernecking]

Hey Ghostie!

you like spooky and cute stuff right???? here, show sanji too ok?? bye

[Attachment: spookycutestuff.img]


[ What the..? This isn't cute or spooky at all! It looks like a map of... Midas' power grid? Guardian seems to be the only place completely divorced from the main grid. He's not responding to replies, as he's busy going through the steps of deleting the message from his Palm Reader, just like Iori taught him. ]

[Tanagura] - [text]

[hollower]

[Luffy, that was a piss poor attempt at being anything even remotely close to the word subtle or sneaky, but Perona understands immediately when she opens up the attachment and it's not at all what she expected. In fact, she's going to try her damned best to have this drawn out on paper by the end of the night and stored away. The file attachment she'll discard as well, when it becomes irrelevant. No need to leave any sort of footprints, after all.

But she'll at least let Luffy know she got his message. Hopefully his head's not empty enough to understand.]

How sweet!!

Come over to have dinner some time, alright? You can show me more cute things.

tanagura inbox - [voice]

[rubbernecking]

[ Hey, of course you recognize this voice, right?! But why the hell is he calling to leave a message at like pre-dawn hours? Mongrels typically have to work, Luffy. ]

Hey! I just talked to that big guy who saved your life!

[ He means Rider. But, in true Luffy fashion, he bulldozes along -- and, as usual, finds another excuse to invite himself over. ]

He likes ghost stories too, so let's hang out at your place, okay?

Call me back!

tanagura inbox - [voice]

[hollower]

[Go figure Perona would forget to turn her Palm Reader's alert tone off before bed. Worse yet, she left the device right on her nightstand beside her head. As the clunky object buzzes and rings loudly in her ear, Perona's eyes snap open. She's no completely awake, but she sure as hell is up, fumbling for her Palm Reader in the dark.

Who in the hell--...an Elite? No, wait. She peers closer, eyes still muddled with the sands of dreamland she was visiting prior, then rubs her face. Luffy... She's half tempted to throw the device at the opposite wall, but doesn't want to alarm Sanji (who she isn't sharing her room with this night). Instead, she grumbles unintelligibly and reads the message again and again before it finally sinks in. Oh good lord...those two together, in her house. No. No, no, no. It was a bad idea to even mention the other pirate to the big lummox, but this is the price she must pay.]

Straw Hat...it's two in the morning.

[ Tanagura Inbox, Failed Booty Call ]

[rashness]

Ey so you around now I could use some fun now?!