[Action]

[fyulong]

[Good morning, Luceti. There's a little pink fluffball scampering around town today, looking like he's searching very urgently for something- or someone. This little guy - better known to some as a fyulong dragon - is carrying around a human-sized journal with the name "Mikage" scrawled across the front. It's quite the task to carry around a book that's about the same size as you are, so he'll be seeking people out, whether they be a friend or a stranger, to perhaps get some help with it.

He might not stay with anyone for very long, mind you- he has a certain place to be. But don't be surprised if he comes right up to you, nudging the journal urgently, and-]

Burupya!

[...says something unintelligible.

Surprise, Mikage's back! And as a dragon. This is a preemptive Malnosso effect; Mikage has his memories, but because of his situation they're a little jumbled, so he'll recognize faces without having many clear memories or the ability to speak.

It's temporary, though, so Mikage will be making his real return in the future o7]

Comments

[Action]

[inkdrops]

[Well, if Mikage is hoping to find help in the form of a 3/4 tall forest sprite, he is going to be sorely disappointed. Miyabi is doing a marvelous job of balancing a bunch of cookies and some cake bits in her arms as she travels along, probably going to find her ride. This is really just a snack stop for the day, since she was hungry and craved sweets...but was too lazy to make anything. Maybe a stop to the teashop is in order as well.

But...hello there! Staring at the odd, fluffy, pink creature once it catches her attention. Wh-What is that even...]

Eh?

[Action]

[fyulong]

[Mikage very nearly passes right by her, since he wasn't exactly looking for tiny imp creatures, but the smell of person and sweets hit his nose before he can wander by, causing him to glance over in sudden interest.

....

He has no idea who or what that is, but FOOD. Lifting the journal up another inch or two to keep it from tripping him, he scampers towards her, ears lifted. It smells so good...]

[Action]

[inkdrops]

[Oh, sweet goddess--ffff! Miyabi begins backpedaling the moment that thing, cute though it may be, begins to scurry her way. From her experience, most animals don't ask questions as to who or what she is before trying to gobble her up. And this creature doesn't seem like any of the ones in Luceti she's made friends with.]

W-W-Wait! Stop right there, I'm no good to eat! I-If you can understand, don't eat me! I-I'll give you a cookie! Cookie!

[Action]

[fyulong]

[Eat her? What an odd suggestion; she's not lettuce or candy or anything that would look tasty to him. But hey, humans are kind of weird, so whatever. Before he reaches her, he skids to a halt, tossing aside the journal and plopping down on his haunches to look at her expectantly.

Well? He was promised a cookie, right?]

[shamelessness]

[IT'S A DEMON. But it's so cute- wait, wait! In Luceti strange things don't have to be demons. Maybe it's a Pokémon? Shiemi has seen those before! Maybe she has to return it to it's trainer. She'll try and chase the dragon down.]

O-oi! Oiiii, little one!

[fyulong]

[...Eh? Little one? She means-

Oh, right. He is kind of little right now, isn't he?

Once Mikage notices that she's following him, he stops to wait for her, one ear cocked curiously to the side. Yeeeees?]

[shamelessness]

[Shiemi stumbles a little trying to catch up to him, but manages to keep her balance. Once she reaches the tiny creature the girl knees before it and offers her hand.]

Are you lost?

[penetrated]

[Well, Aoba was only doing a little wandering, but this... thing has certainly caught his attention! He hasn't even noticed the journal because he's too busy wondering that it is and resisting the urge to pet it...]

Well, hello there!

[fyulong]

[...Ah! He knows this person! Mikage feels a flare of excitement, and he drops the journal to scamper over, running circles around Aoba. Someone he knows! Finally!]

Pya! Pya!

[penetrated]

Eh? [Something seems to have made this little fella eager! He'll crouch down to talk with it then!]

You're pretty excited, huh girl? [It's a girl if it's pink, right?]

[bamfing]

[It's some kind of. Pink rat. This certainly gives Kurt pause as he's in the middle of walking along through the plaza. Mostly to try and peer at that book.]

[fyulong]

[...Ah! The blue man! Mikage remembers him almost immediately. Picking up the journal, he scampers over to Kurt eagerly, just about tripping four times on the way. Upon reaching his friend he drops the book and starts running circles around the mutant. Kurt! Kurt, hello! ...Which is what he'd like to say, but it comes out more like "pya pya pya pya".]

[bamfing]

[Whoa whoa, chill little guy! Kurt is kind of bewildered, but. He'll try to crouch down and pat the little thing on the head to calm it down. What's with this book, though?]

action.

[militia]

[ Today is not a good day.

Shuri has spent the majority of the time since his friend- housemates - left feeling sorry for himself and grappling with the decision to move. Mostly feeling sorry for himself, really. And considering the day he's in a worse mood than usual. You can practically see the stormclouds hovering above him.

But food is food and they're running... really low. So he's got to to out to get some. ]

action.

[fyulong]

[Well. Looks like he's just what the doctor ordered. Mikage has abandoned his journal in the bushes for a while - it's exhausting, carting it around when it's far too big for him - and has climbed up on a fence in order to give himself a rest away from the snow. He's huddled into a ball so tight it's probably hard to notice him, but he's keeping a close eye out for anyone who passes by. And if Kurt was instantly recognizable, Shuri is someone he'd follow home with his eyes closed. This is how he'll finally get home!

Thus, as Shuri trudges on by, Mikage climbs a little further up and hops right onto the top of his head. It just seems like the place to be.]

action.

[militia]

[ True to Oak fashion, Shuri isn't immediately aware that there's a small creature perching on his head. He's in a sour mood and so caught up in self pity he doesn't even notice.

WOE IS HE. ]

[rather_be_surfing]

[Hey. Hey you. Little punk fuzzy thing. Derek remembers you. In fact, this is sort of a deja vu moment for him.

Didn't you go home?

The hunter will approach carefully, then kneel, already digging for an apple in his pocket. The big question here is does the dragon remember him.]

Hey, little guy. Glad to see you back.

[fyulong]

[Huhwha-

... hey! This guy does look familiar. Kind of. Memories and all that. At the very least, he smells familiar, and that's usually good enough for him. Mikage cocks his head to one side, considering the man for a moment, then wanders closer, sniffing. Is that food...?]

Pya?

[rather_be_surfing]

[By now, Derek his one of his smaller knives out and is cutting the apple into bite sized bits. He'll offer them to Mikage, smiling a little.]

Hungry? I've got enough to spare.

[godbent]

[And then haruhi was sitting by the fountain in the plaza, idly juggling some fireballs in her palms. Working with Eferin and control]

[fyulong]

[... Haruhi. It's one of the four names that had been urgently running circles in his mind, but he had yet to make heads or tails of it. Once he spots her at the fountain, though, he drops the journal and immediately goes scampering over to sit at her feet. This person is familiar. This person is important.

He needs to think about this for a minute. But he's watching her, that much is certain.]

[godbent]

[Juggle, juggle. Three balls right now, it's easy enough to control. She considers adding a fourth... you know maybe she should try to get it with a spirit which isn't Eferin. Maybe that lightning one?]

[Action]

[keepsthelight]

[She feels bad for having Shuri go get groceries so Ouka decides to leave the house too, determined to do her part! somehow.]

[But when she sees the pink ball of fluff all her plans go straight out of her head-]

-- Mikage?!

[Action]

[fyulong]

[Oh, it's the princess! And, unsurprisingly, she's the only one to recognize him on the spot. He'd forgotten that they had first met this way- or rather, he'd forgotten being told about it. Since it hasn't happened yet and all.

At her call, he immediately perks up, scrambling through the heavy snow to get to her. It's tough on a little body, but he'll do it! He really will...!

Or. Tumble head over heels during the attempt. One or the other.]

[Action]

[keepsthelight]

[askijflsd. She'll rescue him from his snowy doom then. Picking him up gently and brushing some of the snow off.] It really is you...!