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[ The feed opens with writing initially, but it's nothing of great significance at first. In fact, all the owner seems to be doing is writing his surname on it. ]

Otonashi. [ And then the owner pauses as if he has to try to remember a language that isn't Luceti's known common. ]
音無.

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[ Just like any other lost new feather, he discovers this mystical video option and goes for it. Way to be super late to the new feather arrival party, Otonashi! ]

I could have used this all along, huh...? Maybe I ... tried? I can't remember very much about what happened the last few days...

Just something about Malnosso and death penalties. [ There's a break in the audio just before he sneezes. Right ― sickness too. Showing up to Luceti without the right clothing for the weather wasn't his idea, that much is certain. Did he stay out too long in it? It looks like he might have. Why? He can't recall, but he did bump into other winged people that he remembers. ]

And... ah, mister Layton! Thank you for your help.

I remember that much. It's a little fuzzy now, [ What fourth wall event? And all those people lacking wings? What? ] but I got most of it. Is there anything else I should know? [ This is directed at any listeners. ]

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[ And Otonashi can be found around town, shopping around for a meal. "Shopping" is used loosely here, considering the lack of a monetary system, but nevertheless he is out and about. For anyone who might be familiar with him, he is wearing his "school's" school uniform, except with a wise addition of a thicker shirt beneath it and a scarf. The warm clothes make sense, but the choice in uniform might not.

Everything is going pretty well, and you might either find him stopping at the local bakery (or anywhere nearby!), or worse...

... with a wing slammed in the door. Having these new wings is confusing and weird and he didn't even have to deal with having these things in the afterlife, okay? He was taking in how ornate the paintings inside were. It was just a bakery, he had no idea someone poured so much love into the decor; Otonashi can appreciate the arts! Sadly, the result today is pain.

It just wouldn't be Otonashi if he didn't come into a string of misfortune upon arriving somewhere new. ]

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It wore off, but... someone― Naoi had to force it? [ The implications of Hinata's words are not in line with something that just one day returned naturally to him. Instead of curiosity, chilling dread settles in his stomach.

Being afraid won't make it go away though, will it? ]

Do you... know anything else about it?

[He shrugged his shoulders at the talk of NPCs, he didn't really know any more than Otonashi did.] That's what Yurippe said. It doesn't make sense to me, either, but I know she wouldn't make something like that up... [At least he's a loyal dog, right?]

[Oh right. He had to be careful about what he said to Otonashi didn't he? Maybe this is why Yuri was so frustrated with him when she found him. Having a rift between their memories was... difficult.]

Ah... Not really. [He hesitated.] You didn't... really seem like you wanted to talk about it right away.

[He propped open the door to the bakery, as if trying to cut off the tense conversation with tea and pastries.]

Ah... [ This conversation isn't helping. ] I guess not. You... didn't want to talk about it either.

[ The pastries do indeed look tantalizing; he has his eyes on a coffee cake (of course), but it isn't quite enough to shake him from the subject completely. ]

[He lingers by the door for another moment, eventually pushing off of it and coming over to look at the pastries. He sniffles, reaching up to wipe his nose on the back of his sleeve.]

[For now, he ignores the question of painful memories. That can wait until they're sitting down with comfort food, right? He turns his attention to the person working behind the counter.] What kinds of tea do you have? [What did his mother do for him when he had colds? Tea and soup and lots of sleep, right? He could probably handle doing that.]

[After getting a list of every tea one could think of, he settles on a blueberry green tea, waiting for it to come as he peers over Otonashi's shoulder at the coffee cakes.]

[ But Hinata, this is mostly a bakery. Otonashi looks over the selection: mostly baked goods, coffees and a few teas. Don't get too fancy there, ~~almost~~ baseball star. ]

Any green tea with cinnamon. And lemon if you have it... for both of us. And... a blueberry coffee cake. [ He speaks softly, then turns to Hinata. ]

Lemon has vitamin C, and cinnamon has a nice spice and warmth. If you want blueberry tea, there's a tea shop...

Edited 2013-02-13 05:19 (UTC)

But they have blueberries and green t- [And then Otonashi is ordering for him. He eyes the different coffee cakes, seeming a little dazed when Otonashi calls for his attention.]

Eh? Oh. [He fumbles for one of the tissues sticking out of his pocket, blowing his nose loudly. Visibly, he's not taking sickness well. He hadn't been ill in years, so he could barely remember how he'd dealt with it when he was alive. After wiping his nose and sniffling, he nods at the medical explanation.] Yeah... We should go later..!

[He tries to sound chipper, only to regress into a brief coughing fit. Maybe if he was actually wearing a decent coat he wouldn't be such a mess.]

Hinata... don't waste your energy. [ It's a command, but a soft one. ] We should get orange juice, too. [ Then, as an afterthought: ]

A-and―! No sports until you're feeling better! [ The ~~almost~~ doctor's orders are complete with an accusing finger. A commanding, frostnipped finger shivering of his own.

What a pair. ~~Malnosso, you need to give out warmer clothes in the winter!~~ ]

[The hand holding the used tissue gets waved dismissively in Otonashi's direction.] It's too cold out for sports! But we could probably go ice skating or have a snowball fight... [~~A premonition, perhaps?~~]

[The teas and coffee cake is served up in short order, and Hinata grabs the drinks, gesturing for Otonashi to get the cake. He selects a table near a window letting in some natural light. True to his name, he was happiest getting warmed by the sun.]

[Without thinking, he sips at the tea, immediately recoiling and sticking out his tongue.] H-hot!

N-no, maybe we should wait. [ Coffee cake retrieved! The seat selection is nice too. Everything feels more cold than usual... ]

Wait, don't dr--! [ Nope, too late. He drank it immediately. ] Hinata... Are you okay? Er, stay here. I'll get you water...

[He's sticking out his tongue, fanning it with his hands.]

[Idiot.]

[ It's okay, Otonashi is here to the rescue with some cold water. ]

Here―!

[Rather than taking a drink like a decent person, he just... sticks his tongue into the water, giving a small sigh of relief. If nothing else, at least it was soothing the burn.]

[He looked ridiculous, though.]

[After a moment, he pulls his tongue out of the water, mercifully putting it back in his mouth.] Ah... Thanks, Otonashi-kun. [He cracks open the lid of his tea, a plume of steam escaping the cup. Messily, he sticks his hand in the cup of water, securing an ice cube and dropping it in the tea to help it cool.]

[Considering all the weird things he's doing, it's a wonder more people aren't staring.]

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he's giving you this face jsyk, YOU DID THIS TO YOURSELF HINATA.

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/reads about luceti locations c:

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