☂ tranquil ;

[luminousdecoy]

You Had One Job {Open!}

One condition in this new world was to maintain a day based activity. The choices had a variety to say the least, from working at a fine establishment to continuing learning as a student.  Hinata, far from the most studious high school student out there, often preserved a decent enough grade to stay in the volleyball team, choose a different route. After a large portion of the day wasted from this tedious selection of a job he had to maintain, he finally came to a conclusion. He was going to be a mascot.

Yes, a mascot. The poor sap who was suckered into wearing some obscure suit for perhaps a sports team or some company as their company symbol. Why would someone willing choose such a career? The first year was certainly a ball of energy, one that had to expel the energy and didn’t have the finest people skills. He always found the mascot idea appealing and something that he could do effortlessly and achieve sells on top of that. At this very moment, the boy was outside the local Domino’s Pizza in a giant pizza slice costume with coupons in his hands.

“Please come to Domino’s Pizza tonight! We’re offering a buy one large pizza and get the second one half price! It’s only for tonight though!” With his free hand, he waved a coupon up in the air, his voice naturally loud brought up a few notches to reach more people and a smile plastered on his face. Genuine smiles and a clear voice were only two ways to get noticed by the costumes.

A sudden gust of wind plucked up, sweeping up some papers from the stack and the one suspended in the air. An audible gasp escaped from him as his eyes locked on the papers that were above him. If his attention was a little more broad, he may have seen the person that was near him, walking. As soon as he turned and started to run in the direction of the airborne papers, he rammed right smack into the person. He fell back and released the papers in instinct.

“I’m so sorry about that! That was completely my fault! I should’ve paid attention to everywhere like right in front of me!” He blurted out, his expression one of shock and utter embarrassment. What an idiot move! He was supposed to attract customers, not run into them! What a funny sight for anyone who was present to see a giant pizza slice slam right into another person.

[calmeetserein]

Having been here for a while, one might think that someone with a somewhat decent sense of direction like him, if he may say so himself, would know his way around Iunctum pretty well. In practice, however, the city is the most awful place to navigate he's ever seen and he'll be damned if he'll ever get used to the amount of streets and roads and dead ends this place has.

The fact that he can't find any kind of map doesn't help in the slightest.

He sighs, running his hand through his hair. One wrong turn and he's found himself in a part of the city he's never seen before, staring at streets lined up with restaurants with names he's never heard of and trying to ignore the smells coming from said restaurants. He's hungry as it is and his stomach doesn't need this kind of torture.

With another sigh, he puts his cap back on and treads on forward down the road, sliding his hands into his pockets. If he could get lost by taking a wrong turn, he can take another turn and find the right way eventually, right? Right. While his sense of direction has failed him a few times already, he still trusts it enough (along with his dumb luck) to make use of it.

And, well, if that fails, the time is still early enough that there are people on the streets, so. There you go.

The sudden gust of wind and the swarm of sheets of paper it swept up catch him off guard; he can't help but wonder which poor soul this happened to. If they're nearby, then he can probably spare some time to help them--

                              oof

--or so he would, but a weird triangle-shaped... thing had just rammed straight into him.

Arceus what is this.

Upon closer examination, he realises that it's a boy in a costume who's now profusely apologising for bumping into him.

Calem supposes it's better than a car, but he digresses.

「No, no, it's okay! Accidents happen, it's fine. 」 He waves his hand dismissively, shaking his head. The boy's light (and short) enough that the impact had surprised him more than it had hurt. Moreover, the other had dropped all of the papers he'd been holding, some of them already taken by the wind.

「 More importantly... Y'need help picking this up? 」 He gestures vaguely to the mess with one hand, rubbing his neck with the other.

[apolloxren-deactivated20150415]

♛ calem; lost? ridiculous.

     Shoes tap against the pavement lightly; their owner’s stride is nothing short of elegant and graceful. But really… was that necessary for a simple trip to the library? Kiichi would scoff to herself, and say ‘of course!’, but in reality it was just about as useless as canned bread.

    ( but really, what was up with that anyway? )

    And why was a girl like her going to library, exactly? She had plenty of other important things to do, and yet, here she was doing something as mundane as getting books. She could be practising her attacks, or something. But… she had a daughter, apparently. And Kiichi didn’t know the first thing that came to parenting. In fact… she wasn’t much a of kid person. They were so excitable, so volatile…

     … though her daughter was older than her. Which made it even worse (she was sure the books didn’t have that covered). Though it didn’t hurt to try! Entering the library, Kiichi walked towards the front desk. Hands pressed against the counterspace, as if it would help her look a little more intimidating (because nothing screamed scary than a 15-year-old girl who stood at 4’11”.)

     "Marriage books. Parenting books. Anything. I need something.” because if she was going to be a mom, she was going to go all out.

     She was going to be the best goddamn mother they’ve ever seen.

[calmeetserein]

Thank God for a calm shift.

The past few days have been hectic to say the least, so getting to work in a quiet environment with few customers and lots of time to read books from his personal stack is nothing short of a blessing.

It's not like he's slacking, of course; he's done a fair share of work trying to get this place to look presentable. Rearranging the books, trying to fix the damaged ones (ranging from bent corners to bindings that are literally falling apart), getting rid of the layers upon layers of dust on top of the shelves, things like that.

The library's a comfortable place but, in all honesty, the owner doesn't put enough effort into keeping it clean.

A ring of the bell pulls him out of his thoughts and he puts his book down, glancing towards the door and noticing a young girl coming straight his way.

He turns to ask how he can help, but the girl cuts him off with a sharp voice, stating exactly what she wants. Well, this certainly makes the job easier, but... Marriage books? Parenting books? Why would someone probably no older than 16 (or so he guesses, judging by her looks and, well, height) need books like that?

「...Aren't you too young to get books like that? 」

Wait, shoot. No. Damn it. Never question what the client wants. Right.

「Ah, I mean-- Sure. I, uh, if you'd follow me, miss. 」

[thehotsister]

engines revving [ open ]

[thehotsister]

“Oh thank god!”

She lets out a tremendous sigh of relief when the boys responds, very closely resembling a wheeze. In her small fit of excitement she brings the boy close to her chest, squeezing probably too hard for someone who just got it by a car—she was oblivious to all of that, naturally.  It seemed there was no real damage done, though she had managed to knock the wind of them. He seemed physically alright so to speak, her van looking fine as well—but she’d guess that’s the last thing the blonde should be thinking about.

Saeko gives him some breathing time as he relaxes. Once he’s able to form proper sentences and Saeko’s able to communicate without yelling, she removes her tight grip on the kid, letting her hands fall to her lap. 

“Maaaan, you really gave me a scare! Though I guess I gave you a bigger one…Sorry, again." The driver rubs the back of her head sheepishly shrinking within herself. "This usually doesn’t happen." There’s a small silence between the brunette and the blonde as they sit idly in the road. It’s a new situation to her, really. She’d never been in any sort of accident, believe it or not—given temporary trauma to her brother while driving him to school? Sure! But she’d never hit anyone! What else do you do in this kind of predicament? 

“Eheh, I guess you’re right about that…" It’s an awkward laugh to fit the awkward mood. As the familiar silence returns and both parties begin to settle, Saeko finally realizes they’re still in the middle of the road. In the pouring rain. Not to mention the woman was still clothed in her infamous tank top and jeans, now looking rather worse for wear. After one particular hard shiver she decides to speak up.

“Yanno.." She starts, "It’s kinda pissy being stuck in the rain like this. It’s really goin’ down hard! I could give you a lift if ya’ need?" Theres a little bit of timid laughter in between her sentences before she resumes. "I mean, I guess it might be weird to get a ride from the gal who just hit ya—But I promise I’m usually great! I got a rep back home for my driving!" It’s not a lie when she says it. Sure, it might be because of her wild type of travelling, but that information could come at a later time. 

[calmeetserein]

So much for a calm day free from work.

The woman presses him against her chest and he wants to fervently protest, but it comes out as a muffled mmmff!! instead. His attempts at freeing his head from the grip prove to be futile as well, and Calem starts suspecting that she's not only a... wild driver, but also some kind of secret wrestler. Sweet Arceus.

Sitting in the middle of the road in heavy rain with a woman who nearly ran him over holding him in a tight headlock (he guesses she's trying to calm him down, which he appreciates, really, but it's a bit hard to breathe) isn't an ideal situation, but it's better than actually getting ran over by the car. Looking at the size of her van, he doesn't want to think what would've been left of him if she hadn't hit the breaks in time.

Once she lets him go, he takes in some air and sighs, feeling his heart finally stop thumping like mad. Seeing the headlights of a van charging straight at him at a frightening speed genuinely scared the crap out of him. He hopes there aren't many drivers like her in the city or he swears he's gonna die young. Either from cardiac arrest or in a car accident.

「Y-you kind of did, but, uh. Apology accepted. 」 He'd normally say something like it's fine or don't sweat it, but that's not exactly the right thing to say in a situation like this. When she mentions that it doesn't usually happen, he can't help but quirk an eyebrow. After experiencing the woman's reckless driving first-hand, it's kind of hard to believe that it's a new situation to her. 「At least this didn't end as badly as it could've, huh? 」

(He briefly wonders if he should give her his jacket, seeing as she's wearing only a tank top and jeans and, frankly, it's pretty cold out in the rain. The thought's quickly dismissed when he realises his jacket's sticking to him like a second skin and probably wouldn't help her a lot, if at all.)

She's at least thoughtful enough to offer him a lift.

He weighs the pros and cons of the proposition at first. On one hand, the rain doesn't look like it's going to let up any time soon, and he still has quite a walk before he gets home. On the other, some more rain probably won't hurt him at this point, and he's not sure what to expect from the driving of someone who almost rammed into him just a few minutes ago.

In the end, the thought of a warm, dry, and hopefully comfortable ride wins.

「I think I'll take you up on that. 」 He laughs a bit nervously and rubs his neck, deciding not to question what kind of "rep" she has back home. 「Just... No crazy driving, a'ight? 」

[calmeetserein]

☁ crack a book and maybe a skull ; || calem + suzuya

[suzuyassjuuzous-deactivated2018]

Oh? He’s shy? What a cute kid he thought Suzuya. He knew he absolutely wanted to know about his stitches but somehow his work or whatever was stopping him was stopping him, too bad for Suzuya, he’s always glad to talk about his stitches but for now, he decided to wait for a while.

"Horror indeed! I hope you don’t mind that~" replied Suzuya to the stranger as the other sighed. He felt a bit sorry making him search a certain type of book that he might not really like, nonetheless the he made a sign to follow him, so he started walking with him.

While walking Suzuya thought it was too quiet between him and the worker so he decided to say something to break that awkward silence before arriving the “goal”.

"Sooo…" great start right there man "I noticed earlier you were looking at me! Were you perhaps curios about my stitches, mhm? Don’t be shy." he chuckles lightly as he sticks out his tongue a little.

[calmeetserein]

Calem shakes his head, throwing a quick glance at the books neatly arranged on the shelves. He's spend most of his time last week ordering books alphabetically, but he hasn't gotten to the horror section yet, so there's a few misplaced novels here and there.

「It's admittedly not my favourite genre, but I'm sure we can find something you'll like. 」 Or so he hopes, because hardly any of the names on the back of the books seem familiar to him. Rubbing his neck again, he grimaces and glances towards Suzuya. The guy seems the type to like gore, but he'd rather play safe and ask first. 「Do you have a favourite author, or something? 」

At that, Calem makes a small noise in the back of his throat. Crap, he's been caught. The other is either very observant or has been asked about the stitches so many times he just knows. Or both. That's also a thing.

「I-- No, not really, but-- Well-- 」 He pauses and sighs again. If he's been seen through, he might as well be blunt about it. 「Yeah, if you don't mind. Are those real stitches? I mean, don't they... hurt? 」

[secondkumouson-blog]

Father and Child Bonding. // Closed with Calem

Wodahs had been informed that he now had a child to take care of along with his new spouse. Unlike the spouse, a child wasn’t new to him, seeing as he took care of his brother as if the elder was a child in his own right and he was pretty adamant about spoiling said male.

That was why when he finally spotted the boy coming back from his day job, he let his gaze pierce into him. A human child, eh? He was expecting that, yet he was still slightly off with how to take care of the boy. He hoped humans ate just like devil’s and god’s did or else this might get awkward.

"Are you Calem?" He asked now, his voice coming out a bit gruff from his obvious lack of sleep. He had finally fit two beds into the master bedroom but he felt the hollowness of missing his people, especially his brother and it had kept him up.

He gave the boy a soft smile, something that was very rare for him and put a hand gently on his hat since his head was covered. “Nice to meet you, new son.” He remarked softly.

[calmeetserein]

Recently, Calem's found himself getting used to living here, despite being very much against the idea at first. He still misses Kalos and all of the people (and Pokemon) left behind, but between work, exploring the area, sleep, and sometimes nearly getting run over by vans, the city went from an unwelcome change to something of a second home.

(His new "father" is still pretty strange, but he can handle it. Sort of.)

It's a chilly evening when he comes home after a long shift, fingers numb despite his attempts to warm them up on his way back. Calem's expecting an empty house - he and Tsukiyama don't run into each other often, for some reason - so when he notices a man in the hallway, he's nothing less than surprised.

After a moment of staring, he nods, pulling his shoes off. 「--Yeah, uh, that's me. 」 This must be his.. second parent, he assumes? Huh. Aside from the obvious sleep deprivation (and wings, and halo), the man looks-- fairly normal. It's a nice change from the eccentric Tsukiyama and his tacky clothes.

Having someone pet his head for the first time in years feels weird to say the least; but he goes with it anyway, leaning slightly into the hand.

「Likewise, uh-- 」 He clears his throat. 「New dad? You're my new parent, right? 」

[thehotsister]

engines revving [ open ]

★ - Rain drops were drip dropping on the outside of Saeko’s windshield as she drove down the busy streets of New York. Probably a little too fast for the current state of weather if you asked anyone else, but she wasn’t too concerned about that. Said blonde quirked a wild grin as she increased her speed, out of impatience and sheer excitement. It was always funner when she was going faster after all!

The road was clearing up now, traffic becoming less and less of a problem while she swerved by cars and people alike, cackling as she did so. It was a little less than legal, but Saeko loved the thrill of it all. She practically immersed herself in the angry complaints thrown at her as she drove past the sensible drivers now seemingly miles away. 

Don’t get her wrong, her punk days were behind her. She wasn’t a highschool student anymore and she acknowledged her duties (snrk) and responsibilities as an adult as she should. But hell, if she didn’t miss the thrill she got from doing stupid shit like this. Driving like she used to, in dangerous weather and rough conditions was something she practically got off to. Crunching the slightest bit harder on her lollipop Saeko realizes she’s only miles away from her destination. 

“Alright, I’m gonna floor it!" She exclaims, leaning into the wheel. 

She wasn’t expecting however, a figure to appear in front of her vehicle immediately upon making her previous decision. Stressed and alarmed beyond all relief, Saeko slams down on her breaks, eyes shutting on reflex. So much for not hitting anyone.

Well, she wasn’t actually sure if she hit anyone, her eyes still locked tight. Gatherin up all her courage, her painful grip on the wheel slipped away, opening her van door in a flash and running towards the person she may or may not have hit, getting soaked by rain in the process.

In retrospect, they didn’t seem that injured. But Saeko was in a tizzy, her hands cupping the others face and shaking.

Naturally, the first words spoken are; “Holy shit!”

“Christ, are you ok?! Are you still with me, buddy? Oh my god. OH MY GOD!! I’m so so sorry!" 

[calmeetserein]

As fate would have it, his only day off this week is also the only day of heavy rain.

Calem normally wouldn't mind; he's fond of rain, be it watching the rain drops hit his window from his bed, cuddled up with a cup of tea, or getting soaked while traversing the swamps of Laverre Nature Trial. Except today he had planned to explore the outskirts of the city, hoping to find a place where he could take a breather. A forest, meadow, beach - anywhere calm and quiet.

So the downpour (and occasional thunder he hears in the distance) makes all those plans go down the drain and straight to hell.

Sighing, he pulls off his drenched hat and wrings the excess of water out of it. Being out for a few hours already, he's dripping wet and really looking forward to the moment he gets home and changes into dry, preferably warm clothes. Idiots don't catch colds, but he's - unfortunately - not an idiot. Or so he likes to think.

Because of the weather, the pavements and streets are almost empty, except for the few souls who have errands to run or jobs to get to. He looks to his right and left before crossing the road, thinking that he'll hopefully soon be one of the many people in the warmth of their houses, and oh god there's a van coming straight at him and it's going fast oh god holy shit holy shit holy shit--

For a moment, he forgets to breathe.

The car stops with a loud screech, hitting - or rather, bumping - into his side; not hard enough to cause any serious injuries, but with enough force to knock him down, his legs - shaky like jelly - giving out under him.

It's not until the woman gets out of the car and grabs his face in panic that he comes back to his senses, the rush of adrenaline wearing off.

「I-I'm okay, 」He breathes out. Freaked out, yes; scared shitless, yes; just saw his life flash before his eyes, yes. Physically, however, he's good, though his side will probably start bruising soon. He inhales, exhales, and says it again, this time without the stutter. 「I'm alright, really! 」

「You- You probably shouldn't drive so recklessly in the rain, though. 」

[calmeetserein]

☁ crack a book and maybe a skull ; || calem + suzuya

[suzuyassjuuzous-deactivated2018]

Although the stranger said he was doing “okay”, Suzuya clearly could see how he was doing “not okay” or at least his head and back, nonetheless he got up and somehow he was ready to help the man to find his book, truly determined wasn’t he?

"Okay, if you say so—" said the man while observing the worker.

Before asking anything about his book, Suzuya started examining the boy a little, sure he was in pain, but he seemed like a serious and quite nice person, so he knew he could trust him to find his new book. Also for some reason, the other one kept staring at him, so he wondered if like many people he was wondering “Are those stitches reaaaaal?” Yes indeed they are, but this guy showed to be a bit too nervous to ask him about that and although he didn’t understand why being scared about asking him about it he bet the other boy was trying to be “formal”, which Suzuya totally wasn’t,

"Mhm! If you don’t mind it, I would like you to help me find a horror book! Or any kind of scary thrilling book, it’d be even better if you could find the scariest of them all.” he chuckles a bit totally not like a villain., he was pretty darn excited to get his new book.

[calmeetserein]

He sure got himself a strange client at the end of the day. But, strange or not, his responsibilities include helping people find books they're looking for, and that's exactly what he's going to do, now that the pulsating pain in the back of his head isn't as strong.

(Truthfully speaking, it still hurts, but he's not going to show that in front of a customer. Especially after already embarrassing himself once.)

The boy catches him staring, and he bashfully looks away, scratching the side of his neck. Calem's itching to ask about the stitches, but he suspects the other's asked about them every time he meets someone new, which he imagines can get pretty irritating. And, besides, he's still at work, so it's not the time or place to ask about personal things. Strictly professional, or something like that.

「Horror? 」 Shoot. Of all the genres the boy could've picked. While he had read a lot of books in his 17 year long life, he never got the chance to read many horror stories. A few gothic and psychological horrors, but not much else. Sighing, he walks out from behind the counter, trying to ignore the off-putting (and somewhat villainous sounding) chuckle.

「Sure, I'll see what I can find for you. 」 Calem walks past the other and towards one of the many bookshelves, gesturing for him to follow. 「The horror section's over there, come on. 」

[hitokuijinshuuu]

{ father and son // tsukiyama + calem }

[hitokuijinshuuu]

"Oh, how distant. Not even ‘Shuu’? We’re family, after all." Tsukiyama pouts playfully, crossing his leg over his knee to get more comfortable.

"Tell me about yourself, Calem. What do you hope to do in life? I see those pets of yours are quite special, do you want to dedicate your life to them?" He looks at his "son" with a relaxed gaze, trying to gauge just how interesting this conversation could be. Tsukiyama liked the exotic, but his mind flickered elsewhere as he talked to the boy. Watching him made him hungry.

Tsukiyama reached next to him and carefully sipped from a wine glass filled with red, it’s content thick and metallic, saturating his appetite to not sample his son.

[calmeetserein]

He shuffles uncomfortably on the sofa, looking away to the side.

「 I'd feel weird calling someone older by their first name. 」 Well, that isn't a lie. He's always been taught to respect his elders, and referring to them properly is one of the ways to do so. Calem already kind of dodged around that when he changed Mr. Tsukiyama to simply Tsukiyama.

「 They're not just pets. 」 Wrong word to use, pops. 「 ..But I guess you can say I do. Where I'm from, most people - myself included - become trainers and raise Pokemon. For battles, for company, or, well, for work. 」

He trails off, glancing at the glass his 'dad' is holding. It looks off, in some way, but he doesn't question it. Instead, he decides to flip the conversation back to Tsukiyama, hoping to weasel his way out of an interview.

「 ...What kind of place are you from? 」

[calmeetserein]

☁ lost and found ; || open

[drakosic]

     Truth be told, it probably would have been better to learn more about this person but who would ever try and do anything to a summoned monster? Either way, learning from where the other resided, he never heard of a place like that. It was unusual to him, but Tasuku wasn’t much of a traveler in the first place. Though the name did sound French, maybe there was another part of France he just never heard about until now. Maybe there were books on the other worlds that he could read on if he was lucky? “The place that I lived was just as big and rather loud, but that’s what happens when living in a big city.” The place almost reminded him of home but the only difference is that the criminals were all different so he had to be careful.

     Not paying attention to how the other would stare at Jack and take in his appearance, the male shifted it’s tail and stared down at the other. If only he could read minds, he would have believed Calem to be a natural predator for monsters of his typing. Jack holds no qualms as he allows the other to settle upon his back, making sure to be careful with him. Not many people could state that polite words like the other did, bringing the dragon to speak.

     「 You’re more polite than other people. Just make sure to hang on and not fall off.」

     This wasn’t the first time he has allowed someone back there, but it was always different to him. The other’s size wasn’t as bad and he believed that he could deal with it. "No, you’re going to ride on his back."

     Jack’s eyes glowing yellow at Tasuku’s deck case as it began to glow, the case becoming a sort of star beside him and green lights emitting from it as it hovered through the air. It was only moments until a computerized voice came from his deck case, a light shining from it as the installation voice of, 「 BUDDY SKILL ON! 」and green circles appeared next to Tasuku’s footing, the circles being see through but a type of green gas emitting from them as he began to float in the air.

     "I can fly on my own," As that was being done, Jack flapped his wings once, jumping off the ground and into the air, making sure that Tasuku was following right behind him. "There just a few missions nothing big, and this might be a way to show you around the city since you’re lost, right? This way you can get around without me and Jack." Though Jack had did a spin within mid-air to make sure the other was paying attention about holding on. At this sight, Tasuku was a bit worried if the other would come falling off, hopefully he was being careful, "Are you okay there?"

[calmeetserein]

For a scaly and scary-looking dragon (with a knife stuck on its head), Jackknife is fairly comfortable. Well, not comfortable enough that he'd take it over travelling on his trusty Gogoat, but he always imagined dragons would be more.. hard on the backside to sit on. It's probably the differences between their worlds showing though, since he doubts he could ever get this cozy on, say, a Salamence.

(On a side note, getting on is also unexpectedly easy. Guess riding on backs of other Pokemon is a more handy experience than he thought it is.)

「 Then you're used to places like this, I assume? 」 Tasuku's a bit lucky in that regard. Kalos is a region bustling with life, but never on such an overwhelming scale; though there's a handful of towns and cities, most of the terrain had never been touched aside from a few cleared paths, instead left for the Pokemon to live in. Not being able to go back there and spend hours - days, even - on the familiar routes might take a while for him to get used to.

Being called more polite than other people catches him off guard. Saying excuse me before getting on and thanks for the trip after getting off had become a habit for him during his journey, so hearing that he seems polite makes him wonder what kind of people rode on Jackknife's back in the past.

Tasuku's not going to-- 「 Wait. What? 」 Oh lord what is happening. He has close to no idea what's going on; he sees yellow and green lights, and there's a voice, too, a fake and computerized one, saying something about a buddy skill (???). He thinks he's confused enough but then Tasuku begins to levitate, float in the air, and are you serious, what kind of technology does this guy's world have? How does this even work?

「 Hold on, how are you-- 」 He cuts off with a loud, high pitched yelp when the dragon flaps his wings and takes off, Calem's hands scrambling to find a place to hold on tight to. As the distance between him and the ground widens, he shudders and silently thanks whoever's up there for his fast reflexes. They could've- they could've given him a warning or something, honestly!

「 Y-yeah, 」 Pausing, he takes a deep breath, gripping onto the dragon. The mid-air spin makes his stomach flip, but he's actually prepared this time, and is far from falling off.  「 Yeah, I'm good. And I'd-- appreciate it if you showed me around, thanks. 」

[hitokuijinshuuu]

{ father and son // tsukiyama + calem }

Tsukiyama’s eyes roamed over the boy’s body, drinking in his appearance and position as his son.  

"It seems like we’re going to spend a lot of time with each other, huh? No need to be shy….son, I think we can learn a lot from each other, don’t you?”

He continued to study the boy, gauging how difficult it would be to restrain himself from, well, eating him. Calem was young, gentle seeming, but had a determined look in his eyes. Nothing quite set him out of the ordinary, besides his odd pets, so Tsukiyama concluded he would have no problem with resisting temptation of plain food.

"You can call me what you like, though ‘daddy’ certainly has a nice ring to it.”

[calmeetserein]

When he tried imagining what his new father would be like, he certainly didn't imagine a fairly young man with purple hair wearing eccentric and really tacky clothing. The fashion fan inside him is screaming for mercy.

Not to mention the way his new father is eyeing him like he's, well, food, for lack of better word, sends a chill down his spine.

Is there an option to replace or exchange your parents?

「I, uh. Suppose so. 」 Hopefully it's just the first impression that's weird. He doubts Tsukiyama will turn out to be a loving, family-oriented person, but maybe he'll be a little easier to talk to. 「I'll be in your care then. 」

He already can't get the word 'dad' past his throat, but. 'Daddy'? That's kinda pushing it.

「 ...I think I'll stick with Tsukiyama for the time being, if you don't mind. 」

[calmeetserein]

☁ crack a book and maybe a skull ; || calem + suzuya

[suzuyassjuuzous-deactivated2018]

It was another time for a visit to the library today for Suzuya, while he was still reading a certain book one of the workers here gave to him before, he wanted to buy one more just in case and this time he wanted a different genre of book.

When entering the library, like last time, obviously he bursted into the place and slammed the door shut and made an extremely loud noise. Once again, people stared at him but he didn’t care and went towards the desk to ask for a book but he noticed no one was there, nonetheless the man went to check there and he found someone on the ground who apparently fell probably because of the noise he cause and that startled him, oops.

"Hello hello, Apologies for that, young one!" the men scratches his neck "Today I’m here trying to find a certain kind of book, would mind helping me out?" 

[calmeetserein]

Yeah, those are definitely stitches. He's seen a few strange looking people around the city already, but this is on an entire new level.

Still rubbing the sore spot, he gets up and quickly dusts himself off before leaning back down to pick up the chair and book. A painful bump on the back of his head and a few crumpled pages of the book isn't the ideal way to end the day, but he guesses it could've been worse.

On an unrelated note, being called 'young one' when he's probably not that much younger than the other is weird. Then again, this guy's entire appearance is... kinda weird.

「Oh, no, it's ok! Shouldn't have spaced out like that. 」 That's a bit of a half-lie. Sure, balancing on his chair isn't very smart, but the other could've-- made a slightly quieter entrance. Also, would it be rude if he asked about the stitches? It probably would, wouldn't it.

「R-right, of course! Just tell me what you need and I'll try to help. 」

[calmeetserein]

☁ pizza it up || calem + ryuko

Something smells nice.

Something smells really nice and it's probably more infuriating than running into a horde of Scraggy because he's absolutely starving.

He's mostly to blame for that, though, since he very intelligently forgot to eat breakfast and take lunch with him to work today. Then again, his malfunctioning alarm clock is also at fault; if it properly woke him up on time, he wouldn't be in such a rush this morning that he forgot to eat.

...Regardless, he's stuck standing on the pavement, his shift already over, sniffing the air while cursed with an churningly empty stomach. It takes him a few moments (and a few strange looks from the pedestrians) before he figures out he might as well follow the aroma. Maybe there's a restaurant nearby?

Calem turns the nearest corner and - too busy following the smell - doesn't notice the girl until they collide.

「Ah- 」 Shit. Blindly following a smell is never a smart idea. Especially when he's tall enough that some people are under his line of sight.  「Sorry 'bout that! I wasn't looking-- Are you ok? 」

[calmeetserein]

☁ crack a book and maybe a skull ; || calem + suzuya

Finding a job here, Calem muses, briefly looking up from his book, is the best thing that happened so far. Though the idea of working made him apprehensive at first, he soon found solace in the nearby library where he was lucky enough to be hired.

The pay may not be much, but he likes the place. It's small and quiet, hidden away from the main streets enough that not many people stop by (and if they do, they just come and go), and it smells of dust and old books and ink. He probably likes the smell the most. Shortly followed by the coffee from the old machine in the back.

Eyes still on the text, he leans back in his chair, balancing on it's two back legs. It's already late, so he doubts anyone else will appear, so he can take it easy until closing--

                                            --bang

The door opens and loudly slams shut, making him drop his book, jump in his seat, lose his balance, before promptly falling down with a clatter and a long groan.

...Well. Scratch that, then.

There's already a dull pain in the back of his head where it hit the floor and it's probably not going to be any better tomorrow morning. He sits up, rubbing the sore spot, before realising that oh, shit, right, there's a customer, and then peaks out from behind the desk.

「 I, uh. Sorry about that. 」 He sees white hair, red eyes, and.. Were those stitches? Huh. 「Um. How can I help you? 」

[calmeetserein]

k i need to start some threads on calem so please like for a starter?? capping at 2-3 for now!

[calmeetserein]

☁ lost and found ; || open

[drakosic]

     Of course, the other probably was only reassured by the fact that Tasuku was willing to help. If only Tasuku knew the other’s thoughts on how his age and job was something most likely frowned upon, back where he was from, he was praised for being rather young for this job. Aside from that, being found in the mountain area where the forests were their only coverage, it was basically he lived in the police force, he had no parents and had only those people around them, so his attitude and seriousness and job had formed from them.

     "Sounds French," He stated, with the shake being done, “You must be from there, am I right? I heard it was a nice place.” Withdrawing his hand, the male dropped them back to his side, the card still there as he contemplated on the whole ordeal. It wasn’t moments until the younger spoke up once more, “Alright Jackknife Dragon, time to get to work.” Holding the card up, it began to glow a yellowish light as a type of star began to float in the sky before taking the form of a giant dragon, wings extended from it’s body and armor with all sorts of knives donned upon it. A loud roar surfaced from the dragon, it’s tail erect as the knives scraped against the walls of one building, leaving a mark.

     ”It would be rude of me if I didn’t introduce Jack since he’d be helping you as well.” Pointing towards the monster that now resided next to both of them, amber eyes staring down towards Calem, taking in his appearance and claws being pointed towards the male’s direction. The wings of his body had closed slightly, bending his neck towards the other. He made sure not to get so close, the knife like appendage that was part of his armor’s helmet might have been frightening. 

     「I see we’re your guides.」

     Jack speaking, a claw pointed towards Calem’s person. The dragon showing his intelligence as he continued to stand on his two back feet, tail moving from left to right. A nod was given by Tasuku as he looked up towards his partner. "Right. I suggest getting on Jack’s back, we’ll try to get you there after a few runs." Little did Tasuku know, allowing his Buddy Monster out in front of someone from unknown regions, he didn’t think of it as bad. The dragon taking a turn for his back to be exposed if the other was willing to get on. Since Tasuku had requested this, the Buddy didn’t mind at all.

[calmeetserein]

Calem doesn't have anything against young people being cops, really. It's just- Strange. Kids at that age should be having fun and going on journeys with their Pokemon - though he doubts Tasuku's world has them - and not doing such risky jobs. He guesses that whereever Tasuku is from has different customs and rules, but, still.

But then again he kinda helped save the world from utter destruction while only a few years older, so. Yeah. Moving on.

He blinks when the boy mentions hearing it's a nice place; they couldn't be thinking of the same region, could they. Unless they somehow found out of Kalos' existence. He sincerely doubts that, however. 「 I’m, uh, from Kalos, actually. Lived in Vaniville Town before being dragged-- here. 」 Gesturing vaguely to the city around them with one hand, he slides the other into his pocket after they finish the shake. 「 It is a nice place, though. A lot calmer than this. 」 Also smaller, probably less populated and definitely surrounded by a lot more green. Man, it hasn't really been that long since he's arrived, but he's already starting to get homesick.

While he's reminiscing, Tasuku takes out a card and before he can realise what's going on, there's a tall and somewhat very dangerous looking dragon standing in front of him, and oh. Ohhh. Holy shit. So other worlds have dragons, too? Wait, no, before that, where the hell did this guy come from? The card? More importantly, what type is it. He can bet his head it's a Dragon, but he's not sure about the secondary type. Steel? Flying? Or it could just be pure Dragon, though that'd be kind of boring. Do they even have types where Tasuku's world? They probably don't, which sucks, because he's really eager to see how Sylveon would hold his own in a battle against the dragon. (He's equally eager to try catching it, but he'd rather not waste his Pokeballs. And he's no thief. ...Besides, he's talking to an officer.)

[time elapsed: 0.08s]

He's called Jackknife Dragon, as Calem learns a moment later. And he can talk. Nice.

「 We're-- we're going to ride on his back? 」 Maybe getting dragged out of Kalos and being dumped here isn't so bad after all. He's never had the chance to ride a dragon before. Lapras, yes; Gogoat, yes; but never a dragon. And a foreign one to boot. Sweet Arceus. 「 I, uh. Excuse me, then. 」

He tentatively gets on the dragon's back, careful not to accidentally hurt him - or himself, he muses inwardly, glancing at that huge knife at the top of Jackknife's helmet - before settling down and looking back at Tasuku.

「 ...What'd you mean by 'a few runs', by the way? 」

[calmeetserein]

☁ lost and found ; || open

[drakosic]

     Though he was on duty, he was lucky to have Natalia cover for him so that he would help other people around the vicinity. A job like this was something that he enjoyed, to protect the people who needed to be cared for more than anything. His power was made to protect people and with that, he would watch and do what he could. Sometimes policeman weren’t what people wanted to run into, calling them bias to the people they arrested and what they wanted to do. He was surprised to see this person was willing to take his help but other than that, he must have been tired and most likely lost. He had a feeling that this was his first time here considering that he couldn’t even find his housing and didn’t know the perimeter of this city.

     ASAP? If that was what he wanted, the male could do just that. Hand raised to flip open the pocket of his shirt as the other was fine for taking a few moments before going home. "I’m sure it won’t take that long to find your home, I know this place like the back of my hand." A nod given right after as a card was now in his hand, the writing on it stated a name and a description as he stared at the other. “Hm, Tasuku Ryuenji.” He held out his free hand to the other, allowing it to be shaken if the other was willing to do so.

     ”I’m one of the policeman here that’s taking care of things, there’s many more of us but because of a few recent incidents, we’re primarily scattered.” From the incidents that brought them all out, searching and tracking down people was a job. It took time and their mind had to be for it. As of now, helping another citizen was just like that. His mind had to be all for it and helping this person find his way since he might as well have lost it, he spoke once more. "You don’t need to thank me, this is my job."

     For this being his job, helping whoever came to him would happen. As long as if Natalia was willing to help 50/50 from the police force send someone in his place which he was lucky she even done and that she kept doing. She knew how much Tasuku enjoyed helping others when it came to this so when events like this happened. People like Calem needing assistance with something, the male would always go and try to help. Even if he was only of a young age, it didn’t matter, Tasuku was serious about his job.

     ”But you would be?”

[calmeetserein]

He'd be out of his mind if he was picky about who he wanted help from. Calem might be used to long travels, but wandering around a city with so many roads and alleys and dead ends that he wants to rip his hair out is damn exhausting. He could use his Gogoat, of course, and navigate the city while comfortably sitting on her back, but he'd rather not take out his Pokemon in an unknown place - or unknown world, rather. Nu-uh. Nope. He knows better than that.

(Though on the other hand, maybe staying lost might be a better idea. He's somewhat terrified of the thought of meeting his new parents and his-- his fiancée. Hopefully she doesn't have high expectations. Nor do his parents. Arceus help him.)

「 That’s reassuring to hear, thanks. 」 He might've just spent all his luck on this single encounter. A guy who's willing to help him get to his housing and knows his way around this city. Calem hopes they aren't just empty words, though. Then again, the boy doesn't have a reason to lie to him, doesn't he? He glances at the card and nods before taking his hand and giving it a small shake. His name is already on his lips before he pauses, promptly closing his mouth, and blinks a few times.

Wait, what. The boy's a policeman. Well. Well then. That silly thought he dismissed just moment ago turns out to not be so silly. Who would've thought. It certainly explains how he referred to Calem as a citizen to help. Natalia's probably some kind of operator, then. He almost blurts out a Aren't you like, thirteen?, but thankfully manages to hold his tongue behind his teeth, and instead settles for a vague; 「 That's. Interesting. 」

He briefly wonders if the city is in a desperate need for police officers. Or if they just take in anyone that asks. Perhaps he's actually talking to some kind of prodigy child? It's not like people Tasuku's age can't be competent, but it's a fairly dangerous job for a kid nonetheless, right?

This is making his brain hurt. The world he landed in is strange as hell.

「 ...Job or not, I still appreciate it. 」 He guesses it's better to run into an eager kid policeman than a buff grouchy one. Tasuku's easy to talk to, and pretty straight forward, so he can handle it. A grumpy man with a donut? Probably not so much.

Right, though. Introductions.

「 I'm Calem. 」 He stops after that, and it takes him a moment before he realises that, yeah, right. Surnames. People use those. 「 Uh, Calem de la Fonte. Nice to meet you. 」

[calmeetserein]

☁ lost and found ; || open

[drakosic]

     Tasuku’s job meant one thing and that was to help others, becoming part of the police task force wasn’t a hard thing to do. Given what records of proof he could give towards the police station that came from Aibo, things such as his ID and any other proof of his relation. Whatever he had on them, he was tested and given a badge to help the people here in this new world they were placed in. It was a lot to take in at first but by now, it became familiar to him. True, he was to act as two people’s child, the parents were rather different from him. Constantly righting and pushing slide remarks to one another, but the child would find a chance to avoid it and that was by leaving the home and trying to work a bit early.

     Bluetooth in his ear as he spoke to one of the many people that he worked with, he was able to gain some information on his surroundings and it was ideal. Being on the hunt for someone who broke the law for arson didn’t seem that bad but this place was huge, taking to the sky might have been much easier than listening to coordinates over a small a device. As he took another step, he was stopped by a brunette before him, he seemed a little out of place by the way the features of his face was placed.

     Staring at the paper in his hand, the younger was able to make out what was going on before the other could even speak. "You seem out of it, guy. But I’d understand since it’s easy to get lost around here." The policeman spoke as crimson hues stared the other’s direction, "Well, you’re pretty far from where you need to be an— well, hold on." Hand raised to click a button on his Bluetooth.

     ”Hey Natalia, will you dispatch someone else for me. I have a citizen to help.”

     Once given an A-OK (not fully one, if the perpetrator was seen at any given time, Tasuku would have to dismiss himself), he gives the other a look, "Is there a certain time you’d need to be back home or can this take a few moments."

[calmeetserein]

Alright, score. He's lucky enough to call out to someone who doesn't just shrug him off and keep walking - the kid looks eager to help, if anything. The boy's probably a good three or four years younger than him (and his hair is the brightest blue he's seen since that one wild Azumarill from Route 22, sweet Arceus), but if he knows his way around this forsaken city, then Calem can absolutely dig it. Any kind of assistance is appreciated in a moment like this.

This helpless situation is starting to be looking up, if only just a bit, and he genuinely hopes it continues this way.

「 That's, 」 Out of it? He's confused and tired and somewhat frustrated because this entire ordeal is beyond his capabilities, dammit. 'Out of it' is hardly enough to cover it. Instead of voicing his thoughts, he sighs, rubbing the back of his neck.  「 That's kind of an understatement. And yeah, this - town, city, I don't know - is way too big. 」

He's never been very comfortable with large cities, hence why he spent most of his time in the wild. And this city is way larger than anything he's travelled through, so double the discomfort. Eavesdropping isn't his favourite thing to do, but he ends up curiously listening to what the boy says to his. His. Earphone? Device? Some kind of communicator, he guesses. Being referred to as a 'citizen' feels strange; like the other is a police officer or guard or, heck, some sort of superhero, maybe. But the boy looks way too young for anything like that, and it sounds silly as hell, so he dismisses the thought pretty fast.

「 ..It'd be nice if I could get there as soon as possible, but, well. 」 The other did mention that he's pretty far away from the place, didn't he. And he's already imposing on the boy's time, so. 「 I don't mind if it takes a few moments. 」

「 Thanks for helping, by the way, uh- 」 He pauses. Right, he didn't ask for his name yet. Or introduce himself, for that matter. Drat. 「 I don't think I caught your name. 」