Phantom Detective

" I'll save you again and again, however many times it takes...! " Major Ghost Trick Spoilers / Animal Death CW Isola Affiliated Sissel of Ghost Trick: Phantom Detective

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uchihacycs‌

Now that the little devil was satiated, Sasuke continued to eat his lunch. “You should go home.” He was unsure if the cat could understand him, but it had been smart enough to sneak into his house..so..

“Your owner is probably worried.”

He knows I come back, he thought to himself. It wasn’t like he wanted to go and get himself lost, anyways. He didn’t know where he was ‘supposed’ to be staying, outside of Yomiel’s place. And he’d really rather not go back to being a stray again.

He just continued to watch, carefully waiting for the boy to drop a little more. Surely, he’d get clumsy and drop something. Definitely. Patience was a virtue, or something like that?

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lilysonata‌

Yuri watches the cat to see what it will do. Once she confirms it won’t suddenly do anything, she goes back to watching petals fall.

It’s a serene moment between the two. Even if it’s only Yuri observing plant life, she finds the experience is somewhat enhanced with the napping cat at her side.

She looks down and notices that the cat isn’t sleeping. 

『Are you interested in the flowers, little one?』 She looks up. 『I don’t blame you. Cherry blossoms have been captivating us for centuries.』

Is it strange, talking to a cat? Who knows, but Yuri doesn’t mind it.

She seemed a little talkative. Sissel was used to that, though... it seemed plenty of people would start getting talkative, once they believed they were alone. And to some degree, they were- it wasn’t like Sissel had ever understood much of what people would say. There were so many human things he still only half-understood, but he at least understood flower blooms.

His fail flicked back and forth as he watched more petals fall, eyes darting from one to the next. After a few moments longer, he pounced- he managed to get one of the petals under his paws, but there were many more still falling! He jumped again, this time pulling a petal out of the air by a few centimeters.

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lightsfortune‌

ah, of course ; she couldn’t understand cats and possibly, vice versa. it still wouldn’t hurt to try. but now, judging from the tone, the cat wanted attention. something she definitely was able to give, crouching down to stroke between the feline’s ears. there were many cats that roamed around her town so it was safe to say, she knew where cats liked to be touched and not.     “are you hungry? i’m sure i can buy you some food.”

Sissel began to purr gently as she started to pet him, appreciative of the motion. He liked the attention, it was nice. It was always nice when people paid attention to him.

Food would be nice.

He meowed loudly at her suggestion, hoping she’d get the picture. It wasn’t like he was hurting, or anything... but given that he was just a cat, it wasn’t like he knew how money or anything like that worked. He just knew that people got mad at strays who tried to eat fish from their counters.

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hosttrick‌

“Welcome home, Sissel.” If he could just say those words to her… maybe things would be a little better now. Oh well. He has his beloved cat, and that’s all that matters in this moment. 

Yomiel drops himeslf into a plush chair and siiighs as he makes his body lean back. He can’t even feel the pressure of the backrest on the shell. “Let me check for anything dangerous someone might’ve left lying around.”

The lag of a single second as he enters the Ghost World…

He can see the Temsik fragment radiating from his corpse. That’s normal. Expected. Something he’s come to terms with.

The same radiation coming from Sissel’s body is completely unexpected. Yomiel backs out of the Ghost World and just… stares.

Give him a little bit to process this.

Sissel recognized the look of Yomiel’s ghost world, the sight of the fragments of meteor present for the both of them this time. More than ever, he wanted to reach out, to say something, but he couldn’t be heard. Not his thoughts, at least.

[It’s alright.]

He couldn’t be heard, so he meowed again. His own death had been unavoidable, but he’d still been happy- the other future with Kamila and Jowd was a good one, and it meant that Yomiel and the woman named Sissel would both stay alive. He could protect the people he cared for, as things were. But now, he could hardly even comfort and old friend.

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spotlesscoat‌

[??? Ward, ??:??]

You can’t explore without getting something to eat, and the ‘something to eat’ that he’s chosen is some dried fish snacks. The inspector’s taking his time, walking about and occasionally remembering that ah, right, he’s hungry.

It’s strange, being dumped into another city. Cabanela doesn’t really know how to react to being out of his element. He’d spent such a long time in the only place he’d known that something like this would be bound to shake him up.

“Just when things were doin’ alright, too,” he grumbles, unaware that things are about to get just the smallest bit more complicated.

@detectivenoire

Sissel quickly recognized the inspector in the white coat- few seemed to hold themselves like he did. He wouldn’t complain about seeing a familiar face... although, he doubted he’d be familiar to the other. Most likely not as he looked now.

More important than the inspector was what he’d grabbed as a snack, though... Sissel’s eyes focused on a fish snack in his hand, walking directly up to the man and meowing loudly.

Feed me, it was as if he said. Just a poor lost kitten, who definitely didn’t have a place to return to and got treated plenty well there. No, he certainly wasn’t devious at all.

[memry]

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[missyzero]

THEM TRICKY GHOSTS!

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uchihacycs‌

Not even Kibo was this persistent. What a rude cat. “….Fine.” Sasuke let out a sigh, then picked a bit of fish apart with his chopsticks before dropping it on the floor for Sissel.

A fool and his fish was soon parted, and Sissel happily ate up the bit that’d been dropped for him. He’d rather get the bigger portion, but that was a good start.

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uchihacycs‌

Sasuke slowly pushed the cat’s paw away. “No.”

Yes, Sissel thought to himself. And he pushed his paw forward again.

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Look at him, reaching his little paws to grab some food off the table,

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hosttrick‌

GET IN THE TUB, SISSEL. YOU ARE NOT CLEANING PAINT WITH YOUR TONGUE. YOU HATE THE VET DON’T MAKE ME TAKE YOU TO THE VET

NO VET ALLOWED I AM NOT GOING TO THE VET BUT IF YOU PUT ME IN THAT TUB I WILL SIT ON ALL YOUR SUITS AND GET WET CAT SMELL ON THEM

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hosttrick‌

IT’S FOR YOUR OWN GOOD YOU STUPID CAT (whom i love and adore)

WATER IS WET CATS DONT LIKE WET I GOT A TONGUE TO CLEAN MY PAWS

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i’ll make a post here, too,

i didn’t send sissel in for semi-hiatus bc he literally just got in so no worries on there lol but i will also probably be low activity on here for about a week due to starting a new job!

i can be reached at my twitter for whatever reasons you might need to reach me ^^)b

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lightsfortune‌

the cries of a cat would always catch her attention. it was just who she was, one who listened when someone needed help or attention, even if it was just a cat. curious blue hues would flicker around for the source before coming across a black feline with a red scarf around its neck, padding towards her. had it singled her out? the people around hadn’t even batted an eye at its calls.     “well, hello there little one. are you lost?”     after all, a cat with an accessory couldn’t be a stray.

He wouldn’t say he was lost.... or, well... okay, yeah, he was pretty lost. Technically speaking, at least- could he claim he was lost if he’d managed to find himself in some completely separate place that he didn’t really know about at all? He wasn’t sure. However, it wasn’t like he could say anything- she wouldn’t be able to hear him.

So instead, he just responded with another loud meow. Pay attention to me, it was like he was saying. 

[bastart13]

I actually met someone IRL who knows what ghost trick is and when he wanted me to draw something, of course I wanted to draw the cat :D

[the-write-ideas]

Define my character in terms of “you funky little ______ ________.”

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hosttrick‌

Certainly, it isn’t the answer that he was looking for… but it’s a response and it pulls his attention from the past to the here and now. Yomiel idly strokes the fur of his friend and sighs. It’s a good distraction.

… It takes awhile, but they’re soon in Cotes and the dead man (plus one half-dead, half-alive cat) pulls out his keys to unlock the door. “Time was, I could trick these things into working without needing keys. But ever since I came here, my powers reset. You remember when things would work without me touching them?”

The door opens, and Yomiel places Sissel on the ground so he can go in and explore the townhouse on his own. “Now almost nothing works.” A flick of a lightswitch, and a tidy living room is visible.

Sissel at least somewhat understood the concept of locks, although they weren’t something he often had to think about. He could remember it for certain, though... he’d been able to do those sorts of tricks himself. It felt almost stifling, not being able to reach out like he’d been able to before. If he could, then perhaps he would’ve been able to figure out a way to respond to Yomiel... but no use crying over spilled milk.

He meowed as he was set down, taking a moment to stretch before looking around. It was strange being in a new place once again, admittedly- he’d gotten used to the idea of that new future, and then he was here instead.

After a few moments, Sissel jumped up to the nearest table surface. Anything to get him a little higher up, looking around again. It was a nice place, or at least he assumed as much. He didn’t know much about housing to really tell on that.