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POSTED ON Oct 31, 2021 20:35:24 GMT

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The grocery store is agonizingly bright to Freddie. Every time she looks up too far, peeks out of the shade of her ballcap, there's a stabbing pain that burrows past her skull to scrape at the front of her brain. Every time she snaps her head back down with a hiss, pulls her shoulders in so tight she's surprised they don't brush her cheeks.

It must make her look like a proper freak. Shambling about in a sweat stale t-shirt and sweats, cap on her messy hair and a little green menace clinging to her back, having little fits every few minutes.

Whatever, she's beyond being embarrassed about how she looks. Being embarrassed about anything, to be honest. She's hungover and wants a frozen pizza to make things a bit less miserable.

Nowhere to get one but public, so the masses can suffer through her presence for the time it takes her to get one.

"Arvi, could you climb up on a shoulder or something?" she grumbles, peeking over her shoulder after another fight with the lights, "It's annoying having you pull on me like a shitty backpack."

The Larvitar chooses instead to support himself even less from his place hanging onto her back.

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POSTED ON Nov 7, 2021 6:43:58 GMT

now that she possessed the knowledge of KING WAYLAND ’s general whereabouts in the world, her trips out about with delta had dwindled almost to none at all. while the public school in rustboro had seemed an option before, sagira had taken to homeschooling her daughter into late hours of the night, only to wake at the break of dawn to more responsibility.

she was tired, and while the tone of her look remained even and graceful, her features sagged a bit with evidence of just how thinly she’d stretched herself lately.

it’d be pizza tonight. as well as cooking fed her soul, it seemed to be sleeping.

one hand reached out of the pocket of a gray hoodie to grab for the freezer door, but stopped short when a face caught her eye. the disheveled remnant of a soldier. however short a time it had been, the former lieutenant didn’t forget the face of one who had served under her command.

“hunt.”

her voice carried with a trained strength she hardly felt. the surprise on her pale face was clear.
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POSTED ON Nov 8, 2021 2:07:53 GMT

"Arvi, I'm serious, stop being a brat," she whispers at him through grit teeth and, finally, he chooses to cut her a break. It's unfortunate timing. He's only just got his claws dug into the shoulder of Freddie's shirt when someone calls her name.

Suddenly wide eyes dart around to find whoever just spoke. Arvi swings around on her shoulder, and before he's fully adjusted to this movement he's following Freddie down to the ground as she almost collapses. The whole room spins around her and the space between her ears screams as if scolding her. She cannot be whipping her head around like that.

The pain doesn't get any better when her brat of a Larvitar tugs on her hair.

"Arvi!"

She hisses, suddenly looking up towards the blinding lights. Or she would be if they weren't blocked by a body.

Freddie salutes instinctively. It's an awkward and unpolished movement between her mostly-bent knees, the odd angle Arvi has forced her head into, and the way an ill-timed wince leads to her hand striking her forehead instead of coming to its proper resting place slightly beyond it.

"Sir," she says, "I heard you were dead, sir."

Her voice is breathy. Whether it's pain or wonder that makes it so is anyone's guess.

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POSTED ON Nov 10, 2021 4:07:13 GMT

it felt strange to be the one responding. the freezer door shut again as her hand went up in a sharp line, and then back down. a flat and deeply shadowed stare caught every bit of hunt’s sloppiness.

“you heard wrong,” she responded simply, pale eyes taking the woman in with an even expression, too controlled, or maybe just too tired to show her shock.

it was ironic. most who had forwarded the news of her death were now dead themselves, and here she stood, alive, and with all her limbs attached.

she reached one of them back into the freezer again to retrieve the pizza that had eluded her that first go.

“it’s good to see you. small world. how are you?”

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POSTED ON Nov 17, 2021 21:45:01 GMT

"Yeah, guess I fucking did."

Can't really argue with what's right before your eyes, can you?

"It's no doubt a damn sight better to see you," Freddie replies with a light scoff, trying to stand even as Arvi continues to pull at her hair and make her top heavy. She finally gives in and puts a hand on his butt before pushing him up onto her head proper. He settles in over her hat and begins to play with the brim. Fine.

The question after her wellbeing earns an eye roll and a couple gestures. One to the brat on her head and another to her sweat stained clothes.

"Take a good look, and see if you have to ask again."

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POSTED ON Nov 18, 2021 6:04:03 GMT

soon, the cold, moist-feeling cardboard was in her hand, and it almost felt like she’d been caught in the act of something. it was so rare that she didn’t squeeze out energy she didn’t have just to cook a meal. it gave her some semblance of normality. the kitchen was a peaceful, rich world of its own.

sagira’s eyes followed the gestures given to depression and chaos. she knew both well enough. the judgment and shame she placed upon herself wasn’t lessened when it came to others. they were all meant to be resilient. trained. there were standards, retired or otherwise.

it had been a polite question to ask. though kind enough, and fair, sagira had never been pitying.

but the judgment never visibly crossed her face.

“you look like you’re breathing.”

she cleared her throat lightly, and then opened the door for her again.

“were you going to grab something?”
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POSTED ON Nov 20, 2021 23:15:54 GMT

Sagira's response is met with a snort and a bit of self-deprecating laughter. She does have that going for her, doesn't she? Phantom dust tickles Freddie's senses at the thought.

Better than most.

"You're right. Guess I'm doing great, all things considered."

A blast of cold from the store's freezer washes over Freddie as it's opened again. She accepts the gust of air with a sharp inhale and a rapturous shut of her eyes. When she releases on a sigh she's smiling genuinely, though her eyes still twitch a bit at the pain stabbing at them from behind.

"Thanks," she says before stepping forward to extricate a frozen disc of her own, "nothing for a shit day like shit pizza."

From atop her head Arvi rumbles approvingly.

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