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Post by Respiro on Sept 4, 2024 16:19:42 GMT 9
Respiro cocked his head questioningly at the closed door. He stood at the back entrance to the PokĂŠmon Lab, where a dark wraith had just come out and given him a package.
He did not immediately recognize this shadow as Dra. Bunya. He remembered the tiny, feline woman from his own Starter Lab. He'd liked her. The experience was very different from the first time, when he'd met Profesor Ash. Ash had been kind, understanding. She'd allowed him to write down his answers, seeing he was too shy to speak. And she'd chosen Respira to be his starter, knowing the Chimchar would help him grow. Help him change.
Ah, he was feeling sad again.
To distract himself, Respiro crouched down and ripped open the package. He didn't understand the English the specter of darkness had fired off in a jumble, so it seemed like he'd just been given a random present. He was suspicious. What could an evil ghost possibly give him!
Snow.
Respiro reached both hands into the box and pulled them out as if stung, yellow eyes stretching wide in disbelief. His fingers tingled, his reduced pain settings mitigating the burning cold. Snow!
It was quite the shock. Respiro hadn't seen real snow since he'd changed servers.
But thankfully, the box of shaved ice bore little resemblance to the brutal winter, the nights of darkness, the dreadful Chill. Likely Bunya just wanted someone to deliver her ice.
Respiro didn't know that. He reached in, took a handful of snow, and carefully packed a ball.
Then he threw it!!
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Sept 4, 2024 16:40:49 GMT 9
The flying snowball would suddenly be grabbed out of the air by a potentially familiar hand, as a pink-haired girl arrived. While the orb of cold had deformed a bit in her hand, and was melting a bit even now from her natural body heat, she could easily see who it had come from. Someone who had been strangely silent, but had tried to help her back during an ill-fated run through the corporation. Even though she knew now that it wouldâve cost them both something precious, it was still a bit heart-warming that he tried. âI remember you...â Alicia commented as she walked toward Respiro and his package. Returning the snow to it, she smiled softly, holding her non-chilled hand out to him. âIâm Alicia. We, uh⌠hmm⌠I suppose âmetâ isnât exactly the right word for what happened at Midas Corp. âCrossed pathsâ sounds more fitting for what happened."âMomma, do we really wanna be talking with this guy? Stranger danger!â Nym commented, poking her head out from Aliciaâs hair. The hero-aspirant chuckled softly at that. âHeâs just the strong, silent type, I thinkâŚâ Alicia waved her sushi dragonâs concern off. Turning back to the quiet soul, she hummed in thought. âAfter all⌠you did try to catch me back then.ââââââââââââââââââââââââ {PARTY}Tikani (Bayleef) [3/3/4] Giyun (Duraludon) [3/3/4] Crios (Onix) [4/4/4] Nym (Tatsugiri) [3/3/4] Ronda (Cyclizar) [4/4/4] Pearl (G!Ponyta)[3/3/3] Respiro
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Post by Respiro on Sept 4, 2024 16:51:46 GMT 9
Ah!
Respiro's beaky head shot up in surprise. Someone had caught it! Someone with pink hair! Someone familiar!
He pointed at her!!
He was excited. He pat-patted his wet hands off on his jacket, then seized Alicia's hand and shook it adamantly. He almost jumped up and down as he did so, shifting his weight between his feet. She was here! The fallen girl! The lost girl! The pit-swallowed, explosion girl!
He peered at the hair-Tatsugiri, looking suspiciously like a bird eying a worm, then realized he was still holding onto Alicia's hand. He looked down at it and released it, very gently, like it was something fragile.
She'd returned his snowball. He wondered why. Respiro pointed eagerly at the PokĂŠmon Lab, then reached down to make another snowball. He mimed throwing it at Bunya's window, then gestured at the box. Did she want to play with him?
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Sept 4, 2024 17:23:13 GMT 9
Alicia chuckled softly at how animated Respiro had gotten upon sighting her. Bouncing like crazy in a way that reminded her of a kid in a candy store. But still no words. Just gestures. A thought occurred to her. Perhaps it wasnât a choice to not speak. Perhaps⌠it was something he lost at some point. Birth defect? Trauma? Whatever the reason, she now wished she knew a sign language of some kind to open communication that way. But she didnât. It never occurred to her to learn. She was never around enough people to have met someone who was mute, partially or completely. She couldnât imagine what sheâd do if the world had stolen her own voice⌠âBack off, bucko.â Nym snipped out as Respiro eyed her like dinner. âI may look like sushi but Iâm no oneâs dinner!ââCome on now Nym, letâs not be too hostile.â Alicia chided the little dragon softly. And as the boy made motions implying throwing snowballs at the Pokemon Lab, she chuckled softly. âThe mad doctorâs not on my list of favored people at the moment, ever since that trip to Mistra almost unannounced⌠So the offer is quite tempting.âAt which point a soft ping resounded, and Alicia looked over to flick her finger over the message. A similar one to that which Respiro had received at first. Modified, of course, to account for the fact that sheâd just turned up after the fact. A grimace crossed her features at that. âBut I imagine sheâll be quite upset if we use the contents of her package to vent our frustrations with her, however meaningless the package itself is. Tell you what, we get this where it needs to go, and Iâll have a snowball fight with you if it ends up not being needed by the recipient.âClosing the package up, she hefted the box onto her shoulder. Nym promptly squeaked as she had to scramble out of the way to avoid being crushed. Sheâd been too slow to move when Alicia first kneeled down to get the package. âMomma!ââPay attention, Nym.â Alicia retorted to her Tatsugiriâs cry. âThat lack of spatial awareness couldâve caused us trouble back when you used Muddy Water without warning.ââErp...â the sushi dragon eepâd out as she had nothing to crack back with. âââââââââââââââââââââââ {PARTY}Tikani (Bayleef) [3/3/4] Giyun (Duraludon) [3/3/4] Crios (Onix) [4/4/4] Nym (Tatsugiri) [3/3/4] Ronda (Cyclizar) [4/4/4] Pearl (G!Ponyta)[3/3/3] Respiro
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Post by Respiro on Sept 4, 2024 17:55:27 GMT 9
She laughed, but her eyes said no. Respiro lowered his snowball, disappointed. He meekly put it back in the box, as Alicia had done, and squashed it flat so the lid could close.
He might not speak, but he did watch. He could see Alicia was reading something-- something he could not see. Perhaps a message? Ah! She wanted to send him a message!
Respiro opened his chat window. ÂĄHola! he wrote, and sent it.
That was it, but he seemed pleased with himself. She spoke English, but perhaps it would translate! He had never had a foreign friend before.
While he was in his UI he noticed he had another notification, which turned out to be the delivery mission details. Now he understood! It was not a present for Respiro: it was a present for someone else! He just had to deliver it!
Enthused, especially since Alicia was doing the heavy lifting and leaving his hands free to gesticulate, Respiro ran ahead down the path, then stopped and waved.
He ran farther along, then stopped and waved at Alicia again.
Like a "follow-me" NPC, he ran ahead down the sidewalk until they reached a sudden construction barrier. Caution tape, orange cones, and striped barriers blocked off the path, where a giant, jagged sinkhole had appeared in the ground.
<Move along, people,> grunted a worker Machoke, signaling them to go around. Respiro didn't budge. He eyed the hole, then eyed the construction barrier.
Then he bunched his muscles to jump!
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Sept 5, 2024 3:32:54 GMT 9
Alicia blinked in realization as a message from the beak-masked player popped up. âHolaâ was Spanish and that wasnât a language she was familiar with. But also it reminded her that she got lost in the flow of UNOVR too easily. Forgetting it was a game with systems like this. Forgetting she could just open up a chat window and fire a message his way. This game was too good by half at times. But that did point out that there was a possible communication problem beyond Respiroâs apparent muteness. âNo habla EspaĂąol⌠Tu⌠hablo? Ingles?â Alicia attempted some brief Spanish of her own. The language came up often but despite her best efforts she could not parse it properly most of the time. But sheâd managed to piece together just enough with the express purpose of explaining that she had difficulties with Spanish. âWhatâd you say there, Momma?â Nym asked in confusion. âI think I got the formatting wrong, but I got something implying Respiro here is Spanish so I attempted to tell him I donât speak Spanish very well, and ask if he spoke English.â the Pinkette replied as she followed the boy once he raced off. Coming across the abrupt construction barrier was a bit of a surprise. But the Machokeâs words were concerning as well. It would be bad to fall into the sinkhole. Not cripplingly so, but it would be an annoyance. Not to mention the Machoke would likely be upset with them if they did. And Respiro looked like he was going to jump it. Oh boy. âGiyun.â Alicia intoned, letting the Duraludon out. The monolith dragon glanced around and nodded softly. He stepped forward, shifting so his tail was poised. Alicia smiled at that and hopped on in Respiroâs view, tensing her own legs. âAnd Fire!ââAlley-oop!â Giyun called, swinging his tail sharply in a Breaking Swipe. And with the extra force behind her own leap, the pinkette launched herself in her own leap. âWHOO!â the hero-aspirant cried out as all-but-flew. âEEEEK!â Nym was not nearly as enthused. Even with Aliciaâs Swimmer class granting her aerial mobility, this was still a little disconcerting! Especially with how roughly Alicia landed with the package, skidding to a stop on the other side. If Respiro hadnât made his own leap, the Duraludon would look back to him and wave a hand in a âcome hereâ gesture. Then he would set himself up to do another launch via Breaking Swipe. Otherwise, the pinkette would recall her comrade and be ready to carry on. âââââââââââââââââââââââ {PARTY}Tikani (Bayleef) [3/3/4] Giyun (Duraludon) [3/3/4] Crios (Onix) [4/4/4] Nym (Tatsugiri) [3/3/4] Ronda (Cyclizar) [4/4/4] Pearl (G!Ponyta)[3/3/3] Respiro
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Post by Respiro on Sept 5, 2024 10:48:32 GMT 9
She spoke Spanish!
But she said she didn't speak Spanish. In Spanish! How confusing.
Pero... hablas un poco Respiro sent. He blinked at Alicia hopefully, waiting for her and her sushi-dragon to catch up, and shook his head adamantly in response to her question. No English! Well, maybe writing. He typed hesitantly for a moment. Hello he sent finally, a little pleased with himself, then closed out of his chat window. This was taking too much time!
<No! No! Don't you do it!> threatened the construction Machoke as he prepared to leap. Respiro skipped sideways away from him, not taking his eyes off the jump. Mentally, he gauged how far across it was. Did he need a running start?
Thonk. The little fighter's head whipped up as Alicia soared overhead, landing on the other side.
He leapt at the chance to follow, eyes lighting up. <Go around!> groused the Machoke, starting to lumber towards him. Alarmed, Respiro quickly clambered up Duraludon's tail, balancing deftly on its tip.
Then he was launched!!
Wind shot past him. Respiro turned a somersault and landed on the far side next to Alicia, sandals throwing up sparks on the pavement. The Machoke shook a fist at him from the far side, but settled back down.
First obstacle: passed!
IncreĂŻble he wrote to Alicia, then đ
What was next??
There was more road construction ahead: it looked like they were re-laying the road next to Cerulean Boulevard. Teams of Magmar aimed their Flamethrowers at the asphalt, melting tar and pavement back into a smooth, shimmering state. Waves of heat poured off the surface.
Respiro skipped from foot to foot, uneasy. If they walked through there, the snow would melt, and there would be only water left! Was there a way to protect the box?
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Sept 5, 2024 13:39:58 GMT 9
âSorry about all that, sir.â Giyun called to the Machoke theyâd upset. âThe Boss gets ideas in her head and sheâs a certifiable nut job.ââI heard that!â Alicia shouted back. âYou were supposed to!â Giyun bellowed in return. Alicia rolled her eyes and recalled the Duraludon to his Pokeball. Letting him back out, she flicked him on the chin. Before promptly wincing and hissing in a flash of pain. âI mean, what were you expecting?â Giyun asked with a smug smirk. He laughed as he disappeared back into the Pokeball again. Meanwhile, Respiro⌠kind of got it? There was another chat message in Spanish. Then finally a âHelloâ to which she immediately responded back with her own. The⌠well, almost complete âIncredibleâ after the launch got a thumbs up reply in return. It looked like Respiroâs English was as shaky as her Spanish. Which made her wonder where the masked individual was from in the real world. Mexico seemed⌠strangely unlikely. She wasnât sure why but Respiro didnât have the right vibe. Maybe⌠she should check more what happened in the EU server. There was a chance he was Canadian, but who knew. More importantly, they had another issue. Lots of ambient heat in their next path forward. And not a single ice type in the team she brought to her name. Velkhanaâs Icy Wind wouldâve been perfect here. But alas. However⌠if they could cross without letting the box too close to the radiating heat, then they would be fine. âCrios, we need a high ride.â Alicia called. The Onix appeared in a flash and shook his head a bit. âIs that so?â Crios asked. When Alicia showed him the contents of the box they were transporting, the Onixâs eyes widened a bit. âI see.âPassing the box to Crios, who took it tenderly between his jaws, Alicia hopped on to his head and held a hand out to Respiro, offering for him to join her. âHop on!âOnce the silent soul was aboard, Crios would slowly and steadily rear up. Using just over half of his body length, he towered over the Magmar teams below by fifteen feet. As hot as their Flamethrowers were, and as many as were around, all heat dissipated quickly when removed even a few feet from their source. Alicia couldnât protect the box. But removing the box from danger was within her teamâs abilities. Thus did Crios slither onward, carefully picking his path to disturb the crews as little as possible. And if it worked for approaching flowing magma, certainly it could work for a bunch of flames. âââââââââââââââââââââââ {PARTY}Tikani (Bayleef) [3/3/4] Giyun (Duraludon) [3/3/4] Crios (Onix) [4/4/4] Nym (Tatsugiri) [3/3/4] Ronda (Cyclizar) [4/4/4] Pearl (G!Ponyta)[3/3/3] Respiro
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Post by Respiro on Sept 24, 2024 0:42:05 GMT 9
An Onix!
Lighting up, Respiro eagerly accepted Alicia's hand and jumped on. They were going to go up high! He typed enthusiastically, trying to remember more English words.
Good Nice Thank you
Respiro scampered up the serpent's rocky body and perched on one of the higher boulders like a frog, hands firmly on the stone, legs bent. He peered with fascination over the settlement of Briarbane: the white, canvas roofing of the Conestoga wagons; the sculpted black awnings and stone gargoyles perched on gothic-style gutters.
He pointed at a gargoyle making a funny face and tried to make the same face, minus the mouth (hidden behind his mask). He waited to see if Alicia would laugh.
He pointed at the circus banners flying in the distance, then at the Rookery Island way out in the bay. You could see the giant nest faintly from here, despite the haze over the sea.
Me encanta aquĂ.
Then, helpfully he wrote, Love
The wind ruffled his hair from up here, and he felt confident the snow in the package had survived the brutal heat of the roadwork below. Success! Unfortunately, it seemed there was one more obstacle in their way before the blinking destination marker shown on his minimap.
"What do we want? NO TIERS! When do we want it? NOW!"
There was a player protest going on in front of the Briarbane Courthouse. Picketers waved signs that said BRING BACK EV/IV'S and LEVELING OR BUST. Respiro wasn't sure what they were protesting, but some of them were laying in the street to prove their point. Traffic had stopped on both sides, stagecoaches and hearses alike.
"What do we want? NO TIERS! When do we want it? NOW!" "If we donât get it? SHUT IT DOWN! If we donât get it? SHUT IT DOWN!"
The whole situation-- angry people, shouting-- made Respiro seem to shrivel like a wilting flower. Was there possibly a detour, or a way around?
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Sept 25, 2024 2:33:14 GMT 9
The pinkette smiled at seeing how excited Respiro was to join her on Criosâ head. Even the boulder serpent had a small chuckle at the sight. âYouâre welcome.â Alicia replied. Hopefully he got the memo enough⌠Maybe she should look into learning Spanish again. Oh well. Shaking her head, she smiled as he pointed out a gargoyle. Flicking her gaze between Respiro and the statue in question, she wondered where he was going with it. And then he made as much of a face as he could with his mask covering his mouth. Needless to say, he got some laughter out of the pinkette indeed. It looked utterly ridiculous, all told. And he probably knew that too. Likely he did it on purpose. It was⌠nice. Just chilling above it all on Criosâ head, carrying on without a care in the world. Pointing out sights that they could see from their elevated position. Me encanta aquĂAlicia blinked as she read that, not really paying it too much mind. Something about the water, since the last word was so close to aqua which was known to be a word for water. So she could puzzle out the rest la- LoveThat caught Alicia off guard. Enough so that she didnât immediately connect it to the prior comment. âWh-What!? What are you saying? You canât just drop a word like that out of nowhereâŚ! I mean, we barely know each other, and-and we can barely communicate so how-?âIf one was listening to her thoughts, they would be able to hear the cataclysmic crash of the trains all derailing. But that forced stop gave her a chance to piece those same trains back together. âO-Oh! You mean you love the waterâŚ! Ehehehe⌠right. What was I thinkingâŚ!â the pinkette continued after the brief reboot. âEncantaâ mustâve meant âloveâ and that was what Respiro was trying to say. âSorry for misunderstandingâŚâFortunately, they had other things to occupy their minds with in the meantime. A protest rally smack dab in the way, and they couldnât take too long or else the package would melt away⌠She also sighed softly at the sight of what exactly they were protesting. Really? The changes that were made gave UNOVR such a breath of fresh air. And these numb nuts wanted the stuff, suffocating hard limits of the main line games here? âI will be incapable of maneuvering successfully through this crowdâŚâ Crios mused. âNot without some form of assistance breaking this protest up.âAlicia nodded, and the Onix let them down. Reclaiming the package, she hummed and took Respiroâs hand. Seeing him wilt like that was⌠depressing⌠So that was another reason to get out of this quickly. With a huff, she then picked the silent soul up as well and got moving. He looked too overcome by emotion to move on his own, so hopefully he wouldnât mind being manhandled too much. Strength was such a nice thing to have in decent quantities. And if her math was right⌠âHup!â With a small hop, she got her foot hanging by the tip up onto a coachâs wheel. With a leap from there, she was on top of the carriage. âHey! Watch where youâre going!â someone shouted from within. âI just got this waxed!ââSorry! In a hurry, canât be held up by the meta slaves over there!â Alicia replied, continuing. Hops and leaps carried them over the traffic jam. Along with more people yelling as Alicia landed on their old-time vehicles. âRight, come on!â Alicia called to Respiro, letting him back down on his feet once they were over the jam. And then she took his hand again and continued on, racing towards their destination marker. From what she remembered of this tutorial on her first run, that should be the last obstacle? âââââââââââââââââââââââ {PARTY}Tikani (Bayleef) [3/3/4] Giyun (Duraludon) [3/3/4] Crios (Onix) [4/4/4] Nym (Tatsugiri) [3/3/4] Ronda (Cyclizar) [4/4/4] Pearl (G!Ponyta)[3/3/3] Respiro
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Post by Respiro on Oct 16, 2024 12:41:38 GMT 9
A droopy Respiro found himself in the air again, carried not by Onix, but Alicia.
He was surprised at first: almost enough to snap him out of it, to struggle free and stand on his own two feet. But not quite.
There was something comforting about being carried. He became docile, still, like a hawk in its hood. Miquel remembered being carried by his mother as a younger boy after he'd fallen asleep, lifted up off the sofa and brought upstairs to his bedroom. He'd woken up halfway up the stairs, but pretended not to. It had been easier to be limp, passive. To enjoy the warmth, the contact, the memory of simpler times. Sometimes, even after the wake-up-call, one still clung to a lingering dream.
But he was not Miquel, inhale, or Rook, exhale. He was Respiro, the space between.
The shouting continued, protests fading, anger muffled.
He came back, back on his feet on the cobblestones. "!!" he said. He seemed a bit more energetic, and was able to finish squeezing through the packed wagons with Alicia on the other side of the traffic jam. She seemed to know where she was going: Respiro resolved to make a map of the North American settlement soon.
They stopped in front of a hospital. A small notification flashed in Respiro's HUD. HabrĂĄ llegado a su destino! They were here!
It was a normal hospital, not one for Pokemon. Respiro knew about the Nurse Bethany out on the Steppes: this was different. As they stood in front of the front doors, wondering what to do next, an NPC surgeon rushed out to meet them.
"You've got it? From Dr. Bunya? Perfect timing!" he cried. He took the package from Alicia and threw it open, scooping past the layer of snow and ice. Respiro watched, mystified, as the doctor finally pulled out what was at the center: a human heart, shiny muscle red as a cow's tongue, perfectly preserved.
Cradling the heart in rubber gloves, the man rushed back inside, leaving Alicia and Respiro with the box of snow.
TUTORIAL COMPLETE
...Did Alicia still want to have that snowball fight?
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Post by Alicia Westfield on Oct 18, 2024 15:18:44 GMT 9
Alicia wondered what made Respiro go so quiet. While the mask would make one think of a hawk, she was reminded more of her cat when she grabbed the little rascal by the scruff. At least when the feline was a little kitten sheâd rescued at least. Well, whatever, it made things easier than she was anticipating. And being quiet from comfort was better than being overwhelmed by negative emotion any day. And whatever good memory or feeling he was reveling in helped perk him up when it was time for him to walk on his own feet again. That was always a good sign. Though Aliciaâs heart did sink in concern as she saw a human hospital was their destination. Logically, at least a few existed. UNOVR was made to be a vibrant living world. Maybe overly so at times. Or maybe it had evolved beyond what was intended. But that brought about the reality that people got sick. That they got hurt. The surgeon NPC racing out to meet them only made the pit in her gut deepen. She was glad she had taken the most direct routes possible. Especially after seeing their package was a donor organ. Arguably the most precious organ of all, as it was the muscle that fed life to every other part of the body. But the procedure ahead of that person⌠âGood luckâŚâ she whispered softly to the NPC. Was it meaningless? Some might think so. But she couldnât ignore what this world was like. She couldnât ignore how vibrant supposedly one-off characters were. A snowball suddenly hit her in the face, and the pinkette flailed. âAh! What!?ââCheer up!â Ronda chimed, having released himself from his own Pokeball. He shivered a bit as he held another snowball in his right hand. âItâs outta our hands now, so letâs have some fun now that weâre done!âThe Cyclizar then flashed a smug grin at Respiro, before lobbing the second snowball at the quiet soul. Something to show him he was invited despite not sharing a language. Alicia snickered. She didnât need to because sheâd unlocked Freezer earlier⌠but Ronda was right and cheering up was a good idea. No way the snow would last until they got it somewhere colder, either. Might as well do it here. She jumped in to grab some snow into balls as well, and promptly retaliated against her traitorous dragon! Yes, thatâs how sheâd phrase it if anyone asked, the Cyclizar shot first! And poor Respiro was collateral damage in the mini-civil war. May his soul rest in peace. âââââââââââââââââââââââ {PARTY}Tikani (Bayleef) [3/3/4] Giyun (Duraludon) [3/3/4] Crios (Onix) [4/4/4] Nym (Tatsugiri) [3/3/4] Ronda (Cyclizar) [4/4/4] Pearl (G!Ponyta)[3/3/3] Respiro
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Post by Respiro on Oct 29, 2024 16:53:46 GMT 9
There were many types of snow.
Snow that was like baking soda, soft and dry and fine, crumbling away between your fingers like packed bread crumbs. Snow that was wet and slushy, dragged down by water and ugly tears. Snow meant to preserve. Snow means to sustain. Snow marked with heartsblood.
Respiro shook himself as a snowball exploded on his chest. "!!" he said, yellow eyes wide. He skipped backwards, brushing the snow off his front.
Then he dove for the cooler to pack a snowball of his own!
They had come a long ways from throwing packed snow at Dra. Bunya's windows. Respiro wondered what would have happened had Alicia joined him in the pointless act, then discovered the human heart waiting at the bottom. Would they have frozen it again? Run back inside to get more snow?
It was a sign to practice awareness. Not to be too hasty. Not to act on impulse, on interest. But was that enough to get through to Respiro?
He threw a snowball at Alicia, then packed another one to throw at her Cyclizar. He was laughing; quietwhispered sounds trapped in a beak-shaped mask.
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