route_1065 | Ghostly goings-on

You're telling me.

*...since Ryner's alright, is going to see if he can find whatever it was that clattered to the floor a moment ago*

[It's a mask! Perhaps unsurprisingly, it looks like one that might belong to a Yamask...

So yeah, Ryner is just going to lean back, calm his nerves, and try to stop feeling dizzy and headache-y.]

*will... carefully pick that up and hold on to it for now, since it seems unwise to leave it lying around

...possibly might sit down on the couch to examine it while Ryner recovers*

[Well, as long as you don't stick it on your own face, everything should be fine... But it definitely resembles a human face. Young, female.

No arguing re: sitting on the couch, either. Though, you might have more to share it with than just Ryner, because...

"FAIRY!!!"

...there is a Clefairy who is now leaping onto her dear partner's lap in a combination hug-glomp-pound the crap out of him how could he let her worry so much-type way.]

Gaah! R-Rose, I'm glad to see you too, but could you wait until I've gotten my bearings first?

*given what he was able to find on Yamask.... that really is kind of sad :( he'll still hold on to it for the time being, lest some careless ghost through it again

.....also hi, Rose*

Ah... she was worried about you, you know.

["Fairy." Very worried.

Ryner does start gently petting her with the hand that isn't still on his forehead.]

...I know. Sorry, Rose. I didn't mean to worry you like that.

I'm sure Jehra must be relieved, too.

Though in the mean time, if you're hungry...

*since there IS the already prepared meal sitting on the table there...*

...Ahh, in a minute, okay? Still kind of...

[To be honest, he's really not hungry, maybe feeling a little sick even, but turning down the food made specifically for his sake somehow seems rude. ...even if the fact that it was made by a ghost using his own hands doesn't exactly make it as appealing as it could be.

Oh, and yes, Jehra has very visibly relaxed, though he's not coming over quiiite yet.

...unlike Jiji, Jiru, and Elfy. ...Yeah there's going to be a pokemon pileup over here shortly.]

*well, if the food's not eaten, it'd go to waste, but....

...and does Sion need to help fend the pokemon off so Ryner can get some room to recover here? :|a though on another note...*

...ah, and this was for you.

*handing over the note Marian gave him earlier*

[Oh, he'll eat it, just not as enthusiastically as one might expect. And... well, he might need some help fending off Jiji, but Elfy's content to blobbily sit next to him, and Jiru's just going to dig herself into the nook between Ryner and the couch, so they're pretty harmless, really...

As for the note, he'll take it, but he doesn't open it right away.]

I'll read it later. Already know what it says, anyway...

*Sion can definitely help with fending off the umbreon, yes*

Ah, I suppose you would...

*...he may be a tiny bit curious about it himself, though*

[If he feels like sharing later, he'll share then.

As Jiji is successfully fended off (really as usual as long as he's getting attention he's fine), a lone tiny!spider scuttles uncertainly up onto the side of the sofa and peers over at Ryner, not sure whether it's okay to approach.

Ryner, however, does notice, and with a bit of a tired smile, extends a friendly hand to Glen.]

Hey, Glen. Sorry about her, I don't know what her problem was. You're awesome.

["Tik!" Glen just lights up with happiness and leaps onto Ryner's hand.]

*that won't help Sion being curious in the mean time, though >_>

but in any case, is probably going to stay where he is until Ryner moves, for now*

Ah... I wonder if we'll ever find out...

*glances down at the Yamask mask he picked up*

[Glen is going to park himself right on Ryner's shoulder and cuddle happily. And even if it weren't for the Pokémon, Ryner is currently rather unenthusiastic about the idea of getting up, so. It'll be a while.]

Find out what?

*the food'll get cold, you know*

Why she was so afraid of Glen.

[Hot food is less important than feeling physically able to stand. Besides, it'll probably still be good even if it isn't fresh from the pot.]

No idea. From what I gathered, she never liked bug-types much when she was alive, but she was never that scared...

*nods*

I wonder what it was, then... and where she really is now, for that matter.

As long as where she is isn't inside me, I'm good.

[though, there might be an inky-black shadow-y thing kind of peeking out from under the couch...]

*holds out the mask*

Well, unless you plan on putting this on again...

No way in hell.

[Suddenly! You might feel something bump up against the underside of the mask a little, slightly.]

Exactly.

*pauses though, noticing that*

...hm?

Hmm?

[A couple of shadowy... shadow things come up around the top of the mask, almost like little hands grabbing onto it.

And then a larger piece of the shadow thing follows, except that this part has eyes! And isn't grabbing on so much as peeking over the top uncertainly.]

*...will set the mask down on the couch between them and glance over at Ryner*

...what do you think, Ryner?

[As soon as the mask is set down, the shadow thing grabs it and zips under the couch again.]

...Haaa, I think she's being shy now...

So it would seem...

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