That's not to say that he's around all the time, but he's finally started showing up around dinner time, which isn't normal, and rather than go to the library, he's taken to hanging out in open spaces around the house. He's on a couch right now, in fact; his laptop's set aside next to him while he tries to sketch out a pretty strange scene of... It looks like a frozen lake, with a bunch of outstretched dragons that have also been frozen solid? That's about what it looks like. It's pretty sketchy, at that.
Come take a peek at his masterpiece(?), Toushiro.]
is it that silver's still attached to them? he must be; if he were hanging around any other families then toushiro wouldn't be seeing him around this much. it's like silver's never really left. weird. toushiro kind of appreciates it.
toushiro walks downstairs, into the living room to grab a snack while he actually plays games; he turns the corner, sees silver lounging around, and then takes a look at the laptop.
[Silver looks at him for a moment, then scoots over and pats the spot next to him. Come on, join him.
He's going to have to tell him eventually. The more he puts it off, the worse it's going to be. But for now, that can wait.]
I've been trying to get down everything I remember. My memory isn't very good, so if I want to figure out anything, I'm gonna need it all down like this.
[He flips between the page he's one and another one; it's a much sketchier version of the same scene. After comparing the two a little more, he then flips to the other side of his sketchbook, which has quite a bit of shit now. He stops on the page with one of those dragons, only, you know. Not frozen. Hopefully he'll remember these ones again. It would be nice to get a clearer idea of what they look like.]
{ alright. if you say so, bro. toushiro will sit right next to silver, close in proximity, just like old times. ]
You're remembering a lot of...creatures.
[ creatures that obviously look imaginary, he thinks, as he looks at silver's sketchbook. that's a lot of animals and beasts he's got there on his pages. he raises an eyebrow. ]
you know, he's never exactly figured out what this thing is. he jumps back a little, shaking totodile a bit in the process, and he blinks down at it. ]
[He flips through his sketches until he gets to the Totodile part. The sketches of him are much more detailed, of course, given that he's right here.]
He's a Totodile. He has a nasty bite. I'm not sure how strong it really is, since I haven't been in a rush to test it. He's smart, too. He can understand everything we say and helps out at work sometimes.
[Totodile waves right on cue, his expression never swaying from a somewhat unsettling grin.]
toushiro doesn't finish his sentence, doesn't respond for a moment, eyes wide and he looks like he's in a daze. that's because he is, and silver's seen this look on him before. he's been hit by another memory. ]
[ it's a short moment that feels like ages before toushiro's back to his senses again, silver's voice having brought him back to reality. he nods curtly, eyes fixed on his sketchbook. he almost wants to grab it out of silver's hands and turn it back to the picture with the gyarados. ]
Hyourinmaru. The name of a dragon. One that belonged to me.
[ an ice dragon. he'd called toushiro his master. ]
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That's not to say that he's around all the time, but he's finally started showing up around dinner time, which isn't normal, and rather than go to the library, he's taken to hanging out in open spaces around the house. He's on a couch right now, in fact; his laptop's set aside next to him while he tries to sketch out a pretty strange scene of... It looks like a frozen lake, with a bunch of outstretched dragons that have also been frozen solid? That's about what it looks like. It's pretty sketchy, at that.
Come take a peek at his masterpiece(?), Toushiro.]
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is it that silver's still attached to them? he must be; if he were hanging around any other families then toushiro wouldn't be seeing him around this much. it's like silver's never really left. weird. toushiro kind of appreciates it.
toushiro walks downstairs, into the living room to grab a snack while he actually plays games; he turns the corner, sees silver lounging around, and then takes a look at the laptop.
dragons? frozen solid?
huh. weird. ]
Drawing again?
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He's going to have to tell him eventually. The more he puts it off, the worse it's going to be. But for now, that can wait.]
I've been trying to get down everything I remember. My memory isn't very good, so if I want to figure out anything, I'm gonna need it all down like this.
[He flips between the page he's one and another one; it's a much sketchier version of the same scene. After comparing the two a little more, he then flips to the other side of his sketchbook, which has quite a bit of shit now. He stops on the page with one of those dragons, only, you know. Not frozen. Hopefully he'll remember these ones again. It would be nice to get a clearer idea of what they look like.]
They're pretty cool, right?
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You're remembering a lot of...creatures.
[ creatures that obviously look imaginary, he thinks, as he looks at silver's sketchbook. that's a lot of animals and beasts he's got there on his pages. he raises an eyebrow. ]
These are all from Retrospec?
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Yeah. I'm not sure if I was some kind of beast tamer in a jrpg or if my past life was some kind of creature collecting gacha game.
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you know, he's never exactly figured out what this thing is. he jumps back a little, shaking totodile a bit in the process, and he blinks down at it. ]
And this is part of it?
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[He flips through his sketches until he gets to the Totodile part. The sketches of him are much more detailed, of course, given that he's right here.]
He's a Totodile. He has a nasty bite. I'm not sure how strong it really is, since I haven't been in a rush to test it. He's smart, too. He can understand everything we say and helps out at work sometimes.
[Totodile waves right on cue, his expression never swaying from a somewhat unsettling grin.]
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[ he's. odd. odd, but also cute. toushiro doesn't say things are cute though so. ]
So. He can understand us, but can you understand him?
[ silver's sketches aren't bad at all. what a mysterious little creature this thing is... ]
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[Totodile just keeps on grinning, but he does give a little thumbs up to highlight Silver's point.]
regain coming up in the next comment!!!
What did mother have to say about this?
HERE WE GO
[Because Elda's sort of like that.]
ooooooh boy
[ ...never mind. hold that thought.
toushiro doesn't finish his sentence, doesn't respond for a moment, eyes wide and he looks like he's in a daze. that's because he is, and silver's seen this look on him before. he's been hit by another memory. ]
...Hyourinmaru...
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Silver's quiet and still as he spaces out- this isn't anything particularly new to him at this point- and speaks slowly]
Did you remember something?
[Totodile, much like Silver, is incredibly still while Toushiro sorts things out.]
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Hyourinmaru. The name of a dragon. One that belonged to me.
[ an ice dragon. he'd called toushiro his master. ]