Tobias Hayes (
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witchesreign2012-08-10 09:46 pm
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[Action] / Someone's finally back.
[It seems that time compression sometimes has a very sick sense of humor. While it's certain few people will recognize him, an old Balamb resident is back. Well, in a way -- for those who would remember him, Tobias has taken a very radical step back from the Tobias he was when he was last here, looking more like he did on first arrival, scruffiness, glimmering gold bracelet and all, though he seems to not have lost his age during the odd transition.
At present, he's currently curled up against the wall in one of the hallways, dead asleep and so still it's almost like he's not breathing. It's not exactly clear whether he's intentionally there or just simply passed out -- while Tobias is a strange child, certainly, the position is far from comfortable and definitely hazardous to people idly walking through said hallway.]
At present, he's currently curled up against the wall in one of the hallways, dead asleep and so still it's almost like he's not breathing. It's not exactly clear whether he's intentionally there or just simply passed out -- while Tobias is a strange child, certainly, the position is far from comfortable and definitely hazardous to people idly walking through said hallway.]
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[Oh don't worry Tobias has no intention of letting go on his side either. He's starved for contact again and Marco is someone he, somehow, knows.]
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Aw kid, don't worry about it. He's probably just worried you're an illusion or don't remember him. It's been a really long time, eh? But he'll definitely be happy once he knows you remember him. [And that he has his eye back? Marco's not even sure how to bring that up. Anyways more spins!]
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Of course, the poor boy hasn't stopped crying yet -- though it seems to be hardly a bad type of crying. This warmth, this love... it's been so long since anyone's done this and he's never felt it to this extreme, but at the same time, those weird memories have instilled such a huge sense of nostalgia that he doesn't want it to stop.]
...Don't let go. Okay?
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I won't. [Spins a little more!] Are you hungry? Should I even ask where you've been living in your world lately?
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[Of course, it's going to be hard to eat with this arrangement, but hey, he's gone hungry before. Marco's certainly been able to feel that his body's back down to its original form -- so thin he should be falling over in a stiff breeze with his skin tightly stretched against the bones.]
Cerulean Cave. It's a nice hiding place.
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You've been all right there? Got any pokemon with you?
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[Hey, he can handle this. He just sorta leans down to wrap his arms around Marco's neck, regardless of the uncomfortable position.]
...I think Charizard became a -- [aug, what was it called again. His memory is fuzzy there.] -- Guardian Force?
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[To the kitchen!]
Do you remember going to a fair?
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Yeah. I don't remember anything about it, but I kind of remember going to one.
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I'm just glad you're back and safe again.
[Holds up the hand with his wedding ring.] I got married, eh?
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[Now he looks surprised, peering at the ring.]
Does Mom's look like this?
[No doubt at all.]
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[Happy! This is like those old times he remembers and he doesn't ever want it to stop. Hugging Marco slightly tighter now, though not enough to try to strangle him or anything.
After a minute:]
You missed me... right?
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So much.
Every day. I still have your plushies. Trust me kid, you never left our thoughts.
You missed your Grandfather, but I was happy to tell him he really was a grandfather. He was very proud, eh?
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But it's also like twisting a knife there. Because... well...]
...I'm sorry...
[And he's crying again, but this time in not a good way.]
I... I didn't miss any of you. I didn't remember any of you. I'm sorry...
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[Takes him off his shoulders and just starts crying again, hugging Tobias hard as hell instead.]
That's not your fault. If anything I'm just sorry we couldn't come rescue you, eh? Even with memories. But you're here now! And that's what matters.
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I-I... I-I'm not mad.
[It's... an odd thing to say, but it's clear Toby isn't sure how to phrase his thoughts.]
I'm not mad... that you couldn't come get me. I... I'm just really happy I could come back here like this...
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Same here.
Next time, I'll find a way, all right? I don't care how many laws of time and space I have to break I'm keeping you safe.
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[And even though he's still crying, he turns a smile up to Marco, as bright as he can get it.]
...I'm hungry.
[Annnd there goes that train of thought, though whether Tobias intentionally changed it or is just like that still... well, who knows.]
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I will steal you whatever you want. Got a favorite in mind?
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[Hm, wait, that's not true. It's been a while since he's had something bloody.]
Meat or fish.
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It's taking effort, though.]
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