Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did

[inblood]

[It's been a few days since the...incident with Kumagawa. Thanks to Sei things turned out better than they could have, but it still isn't something Touya could just recover from. He's spent these last few days in his room, avoiding contact with others as much as possible, not eating or talking, barely even responding to anything. Today, Audi finally kicked him out of the room to  eat something.

Flatmates can find him poking about for food and making a small and simple snack. He still isn't very hungry, but health is important.

Later on, he ventures out to the streets. With the seal back in its proper place, Bouffalant wasn't really conscious enough to follow Touya, so now Touya's out looking for the buffafro that's been meandering through the streets for days. They'll find eachother eventually, they always do.

Finally, after he's found his buffalo, Touya can be found in a park or other relatively peaceful part of London. He's sitting with his eyes closed, back against the large Pokemon, just listening to everything around him. His head's been ringing ever since that event, maybe if he focuses and listens he can find the cause. He's still too jittery for this to look like meditation though.]

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[inblood]

[Oh, that is heavenly. For a moment, Touya can't breathe - it's cleansing, in a way, wiping the other events of this terrible day away. It doesn't fix anything, or repair his soul, but it's a moment of pure bliss and comfort and it does wonders for his mental and emotional state.

Of course, that's only what he's aware of. Deep, deep down in his soul, so far buried he's never known it was there, something stirs. It's ancient, immensely powerful, inhuman, and above all else, hot. Something almost godlike has its eye on this boy and it's burning quietly below his perception. It isn't hostile, only watching and waiting for the right moment to make its presence known.

Then the moment ends and everything's as it was before, except that Touya looks and feels uplifted. It was slightly dizzying, but he can manage a smile now. That confirmed it.]

Y-Yeah, it's...definitely you. I don't know how, but...it doesn't really matter, does it?

[alethiological]

[Touya's smile still earns that ghost of one mirrored. Yeah, he'll be fine. Then it's right back to the apathy of a person thinking an infinite amount of things at once.

A few beats after is when the answer is settled on.] It doesn't matter, but if you're curious... Ask Sei. I think you'll both profit from sharing your secrets.

[Talking to old detectives is a trying situation.]

[inblood]

Right...

[That deflates him slightly. No matter how hard he tries to distract himself, there's always that nagging doubt that he'll get thrown out for being what he is. He's used to it, of course, but that doesn't mean he wants to be homeless again. He doesn't think Sei would, but well...stranger things have happened.]

[alethiological]

[For a moment, that feeling from a beat ago comes back. Not a strong ring like before, but quiet and reassuring. It's all in your head. Relax. It'll be fine.

It dies off about the time he's led into a building, past two really hot chicks in matching uniforms of azure, and into an arm chair in an office that's the place where paperwork goes to die and then get promptly organized.

He disappears. The blonde brings him some tea, sugar and creme and warm enough to make your hands stop shaking. The black-haired girl comes back in with Will, stays long enough to deposit a stack of papers on the desk and smile at Touya like life is totally wonderful.]

Take as long as you need. [Gwen gives a wave as she exits and Touya gets his silence in the sounds of paperwork and two retired prostitutes in the other room discussing how much they'd charge to bang the newcomer.

The three official inquisitors. So very, very professional.]