trichosurus vulpecula

[ex_fatalist246]

[Satoshi picks up an egg, more out of curiosity than a desire for an egg. It is an elaborate egg, worthy of the Hikari collection. This, of course, is a deception.]

[The egg wiggles in his hands. Satoshi blinks. The egg wiggles some more. It cracks a little, and then a little more, and then...

And then...

And then a possum sticks it furry little head out.

A possum sticks its head out of an egg, wait, what?]

What.

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[brandyhabit.livejournal.com]

Sorry, but did a possum just come out of that egg?

[because possums are not meant to come out of eggs.]

[ex_fatalist246]

Yes.

[His voice is so flat that it seems he has jumped over shock right into numb disbelief.]

[And it's still in his hands in the egg and what]

[brandyhabit.livejournal.com]

Is that normal for your world?

[ex_fatalist246]

No. Definitely not. [after a pause] Maybe someone else's. [It wouldn't surprise him if Cally's world had possums coming out of eggs. And trees. And the ground. And everywhere. An entire world of possums.]

[brandyhabit.livejournal.com]

Maybe. It's still rather odd.

[she comes closer, bending a bit to be at eye level with the possum, reaching out a hand to pet it, going into kitty voice mode.]

Who has a strange and illogical method of being born? You do, yes you do, you strange little thing.

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

[River's own egg has been transferred to somewhere safe and warm and possibly bed-like, so now she can make awwww faces at the possum. Apparently she is going to find anything that comes out of those eggs to be enchanting. She will get to Satoshi in a moment, but she has something very important to say to the possum, with all solemnity.]

Guāng​lín​. (http://www.mdbg.net/chindict/chindict.php?page=worddict&wdrst=0&wdqb=welcome)

[ex_fatalist246]

[The possum turns in its egg to look at River and carefully sniffs the air in her general direction. Satoshi is still in shock.]

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

[She very politely offers it a hand to sniff more up close. After all, she might as well get part of the introductions out of the way with the one who seems more receptive to outside information.]

River.

[ex_fatalist246]

[The possum appears to accept this information as it sniffs the hand more. Satoshi is hoping that Cally will come along and take the possum away.]

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

[River's expression drops a little, apparently apropos of nothing. (Or something.)

After tilting her head at Satoshi for a moment, she very gently attempts to take the possum from him, at least for a moment while he processes. Poor possum.]

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[Argentine looks curiously at Satoshi and his new friend. Speaking of, Argentine has a new friend as well, which is a very happy and clingy baby raccoon nesting in his hair and chewing on it between his paws. Argentine doesn't seem to notice.]

What is that?

[ex_fatalist246]

[...He isn't going to mention that raccoon because... because he doesn't know. He just doesn't know.]

It's a possum.

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[Argentine tilts his head and the raccoon scampers to sit on his shoulder, pawing at his ear now.]

Ah. It is...not very nice to look at.

[ex_fatalist246]

Alynn likes them. [Now that he finally has a last name, he can refer to her!]

[artiscordis.livejournal.com]

[He looks at Satoshi for a moment.] The woman who hugs.

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

[The Master has an egg but it is safely tucked away in his hoodie pocket.]

I believe that would be a possum.

[Because, clearly, sarcasm is in order. Despite how strange that occurrence might be.]

[ex_fatalist246]

[Sarcastic adults immediately snap him out of his flat shock.]

Coming out of an egg. Any other obvious statements to make?

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

That shouldn't happen.

[He's very helpful today.]

[ex_fatalist246]

That mostly covers it.

[It's a good thing Satoshi is used to freaky, bastardy people.

Though they're generally better dressed. Hikari art senses do not approve.]

[best-served-hot.livejournal.com]

From the Twins?

[The Master doesn't really care what anyone thinks of his dressing sense, or lack thereof in this case. His hand might go in his pocket, clasping the egg there a moment before pulling it out for closer inspection.]

Incredibly late but Cally just screamed in my head

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

[Cally is still not very used to being alive again; she's been wandering around with a frown on her face, a hand over her heart and a floating narwhal (don't ask) bobbing along behind her, oh, and muttering to herself,] This doesn't feel like being a zombie ought to; I'm not in pain, and bits of me aren't dropping off, and I didn't see The Goddess at all...

And there were no narwhals either, I would've noticed, [She pauses, glances back at the narwhal (who just drooped a little) and smiles] Not that that's a bad thing; just unexpected.

[And off she goes again, muttering... In fact she's so distracted that she almost bumps right into Satoshi, and has to blink a few times before her head clears.]

[Of course, then she immediately glances up at his head - she has a possum detector for these sort of things.]

Is that a...?

I was hoping she would.

[ex_fatalist246]

Yes.

[That he is relieved to see her is completely countered by how flat his voice sounds. Because of the possum.]

<3

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

[She tilts her head at him, and, by default, the possum.]

...Why do you have a possum?

[It's a good thing! Really, she's even starting to smile! And her floating narwhal is bouncing along.]

[ex_fatalist246]

The egg.

[That it hatched out of. Somehow. It makes no sense. His brain is not computing anything but one fact: God absolutely hates him.]

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

Ah.

[She stares at him for a few moments, debating waving her hand in front of his face. In the end she just keeps smiling faintly.]

...I got a floating narwhal.