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[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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[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

[Callly is far too busy beaming to notice your annoyance, please try again later.]

Well, hugging builds relationships, cements relationships, provides warmth if you're ever stranded in a snowstorm or anythin'...

[ex_fatalist246]

No. Why did you name it after me?

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

[Still beaming; la la la~]

Welll, I like you even if you don't like me - seems nice to name a flyin' Narwhal after you, somethin' to remember you by.

[Although it is, indeed, a flying Narwhal - so it might not be that accurate.]

[ex_fatalist246]

[...no that just... no.]

Fine.

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

You don't seem that pleased.

[ex_fatalist246]

I'm not.

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

Why not? I did it 'cause I like you.

[ex_fatalist246]

I know.

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

....Yeah, so do I.

You don't like me likin' you, do you?

[ex_fatalist246]

I could do without it.

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

Did you miss me? Y'know, when I was dead.

[ex_fatalist246]

[adjusting his glasses] I knew you'd be back.

[it isn't even close to an answer]

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

No you didn't; nobody can be certain about death.

[This is one of the few subjects she knows about; so she'll now be looking very, very stubborn.]

[ex_fatalist246]

Then I knew it was a high probability.

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

Not the same as a certainty.

...Bein' dead was rather stressful.

[ex_fatalist246]

What do you remember of it?

[It's almost like sympathy from him]

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

...Nothing much of death itself. The dying though, that wasn't very fun.

[She's looking rather distant, and her accents slipped - obviously stabbing herself in the heart brings up many happy memories.]

[ex_fatalist246]

[Satoshi notices this, but he can't bring himself to say anything about it.] You and Haibara didn't plan this very well.

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

[She makes a visible effort to gather herself; then gives up and shrugs] No, but I'm notoriously bad at planning - it usually comes across as charming.

[ex_fatalist246]

It wasn't this time.

[There's almost something... childish in the way he says it. Emotional. But he holds back on any sentiment, because he is a Hikari and Hikari do not feel emotions. They seal their hearts away.]

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

I noticed.

[Her tones are still flat, still fairly cold. She isn't supposed to get emotional about death. She's a necromancer, they're supposed to be immune to such childish worries, such stupid emotion.

...She's the first necromancer to ever come back though.]

...At least I don't look like a zombie?

[ex_fatalist246]

You're a little pale.

[lovethepossum.livejournal.com]

...Well, at least 'M not a bad zombie.

[Yay repression!]