he saw her yesterday, when the sun was out & bright in the sky. he saw her years ago, when the world was ending & all hope was gently placed on a child’s shoulder. he’s known so much of her—likes, dislikes, loves, hates, some preferences, & so on & so forth. all of which was—for the most part at least—still in her to this day, excluding things that were new to her now. maybe she now liked this or that now. it was different, yes—it brought him back the sickening reality that this girl was not actually the may he knew, yes. but it was something steven was slowly coming to terms with.
& here they were, simply chatting about practically nothing at all. only idle talk that anyone could strike up with another. a woman—a mother with two small children in tow to be more specific—passed them. her nose turned up in a instant, mentally dubbing may as a persona non grata. she ushered her kids far from the two, showing clear distaste in the association between the two.
to say such was uncommon wasn’t fully true. there were people who were aware of what happened years ago. a horrible accident, a scientific breakthrough, & may. it was clear to most that something had happened. for one: there was the dreadful news of a death. it spread like a wildfire throughout the region. the champion in the making had died! terrible, oh-so horrible! dreadful. then there was the decline of devon corporation. the supply of dive balls, net balls, & so much more painfully decreased.
people in the pokemart noticed, & they talked & they gossiped. then more people began to become aware that devon corps wasn’t acting up to par, & nor was stone. some people caught on, some didn’t. some people talked, some didn’t. regardless, some people still knew to this day, & some don’t. even so, it was still a buzz in the air when may was out. there were those who stared & those who snickered.
such an act didn’t go unnoticed. steven went as far as to make eye contact with the person. she did the same. he let go, she moved on with her children—most likely starting to tell them the fuzzed up tale of everything that had happened. most likely adding her own twist to somehow—misinformation from another person who spoke too soon & too fast. that act didn’t go unnoticed by the other, either. may stopped talking, words trailing off as her own gaze followed the person. it hurt a bit, but it wasn’t as if anyone really explained why people looked at her like that or why they spoke to her like they did. she didn’t need to know, anyway.
‘ don’t pay attention to her. she’s probably just having a bad day or something… ‘
his eyes travel back to her, a reassuring smile is put to his face. when the expression isn’t mimicked by the other, it drops completely. it’s the fall of shoulders & the bite of the inside of a cheek. then it’s a quick turn of the head, making sure the lady was actually out of site. horrible that he had to do that, but what was done was done. now, he needed to get the conversation back on track.
’…you had something to tell me, right? i’m sorry, i didn’t catch the first part of it. ‘
Wandering eyes weren’t something that got past May very much these days— the first couple of weeks after returning from the hospital (?) maybe but after so long of it, it would be hard to ignore just how often she got stares or glares or befuddled glances. Suffice to say that it could be unsettling, especially when many of these people hadn’t regarded her nearly so coldly before.
Seems like everyone was having ‘bad days’ lately.
"Ah…?“ She murmurs, almost a bit dazed when Steven’s voice brings her back to the present conversation. "O-Oh! Sorry, sir, I just got an itty bitty bit distracted! I was just saying that I think Poochy has been a little homesick lately. She whines a lot when I don’t visit mom and dad enough. Kinda weird, huh?”
The thought is dismissed with a small shake of her head. “Hey, but you said I’ve got another doctor’s appointment soon though, right? It’s been, like…. forever… do I really have to keep getting check ups all the time? If somethin’ was wrong with me, you’d figure they would have realized by now, y'know? It’s not like Groudon banged me up that bad anyways… I didn’t even get any scars.”
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Legal Name: Haruka [Redacted] Alias: May Birthday: September 20th Race: Johtoan Parents: Norman and Mitsuko [Redacted] Homestown: Goldenrod City, Johto Gender: Cis Female Sexuality: Panromantic Pansexual with strong leanings to females. Occupation: Pokemon trainer; Hoenn League champion.
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Mainverse. All interactions default to this, unless otherwise specified. Post plot, Seiko is alive and well, currently dating Naomi. Verse is untagged.
Ghost AU. Takes place when Seiko is still a spirit trapped within Heavenly Host. Her personality as a whole is very remorseful and she is in a good deal of suffering much of the time. Despite this, she is a blue spirit and will not cause harm to others unless provoked. Tagged #♥: v: remnant;
Stylist AU. In which group 2-9 was never formed and Seiko hadn't known Naomi when she was younger. Because of this, the two don't meet until Seiko ends up in the hospital Naomi works at, thanks to a botched suicide attempt that nearly ended her life. Tagged #♥: v: stylist;
Yurikuma AU. Seiko is a criminal bear that has crossed the border to the human world with a single mission in mind--- find the girl who helped her so long ago and reunite with her once more. Tagged #♥: v: honeysuckle;
Seiko stays after school with her class during Kisaragi Academy's cultural festival to listen to Ayumi's ghost stories about Heavenly Host Elementary School. As they prepare to leave, Ayumi decides to perform a "Sachiko Ever After" ceremony with her classmates to comfort Mayu over her upcoming school transfer.
Shortly after they perform the ceremony, an earthquake occurs and opens a gaping hole in the floor that Seiko and her classmates fall through. Seiko and Naomi find themselves trapped together inside the long-demolished Heavenly Host.
While searching for a way out of the school, Seiko discovers to her dismay that she had lost her paper scrap charm from the "Sachiko Ever After" ceremony. She brings Naomi to the school's infirmary to mend her ankle (which she had sprained earlier), and then hears Yuka's voice crying out for Satoshi. Seiko briefly leaves Naomi to find Yuka, but fails and returns to Naomi to find that she has been attacked by a ghost in the infirmary.
Seiko tries to comfort Naomi, but Naomi cracks under the stress she had accumulated in the school and has an argument with Seiko: Naomi accuses Seiko of not taking their predicament seriously, but Seiko argues that she's just worried about her family at home. Their spat ends with the two going their separate ways.
Though hurt by Naomi's remarks, Seiko tries to make up with her via text message from her cellphone. Before she can send it, she encounters Naomi, who has become possessed by the malevolent spirits of the school. Naomi brings Seiko to the girls' lavatories on the third floor and hangs her by the neck inside one of the stalls.
Naomi then wandered the school aimlessly until she regained her senses and, unaware of her actions while possessed, returns to the lavatory to find the hanged Seiko barely alive. Despite Naomi's efforts to save her, Seiko suffocates to death.
Despite this, her spirit works hard to protect Naomi from Heavenly Host's sinister plans. When Naomi's guilt allows her to be nearly completely overwhelmed by the darkening, Seiko's unsent text message miraculously arrives in Naomi's cell inbox, which the latter opens to see. The same message, with a cheerful musical riff, keeps arriving every time Naomi has a guilt-ridden thought or thinks/talks to Seiko, apologizing for what she has done - as if Seiko is responding positively and with reassurance at every point.
With Seiko's efforts, the darkness leaves Naomi as she continues to say "sorry" and "I love you" to Seiko, who responds again and again with the "no hard feelings" text.
This blog takes place in an AU in which Naomi and Ayumi's attempts to revive the fallen are successful and the victims are spared their cruel fate.
Seiko is fortunate enough to not remember the events of Heavenly Host, her mind wiped of all memories of the Sachiko Ever After Charm; the only proof that she had ever fallen victim to Sachiko's wrath is a scar, a straight line that runs across the length of her throat where the rope had cut into her.
Her subconscious cannot be fooled quite so easily, unfortunately.
There are plenty of restless nights where sleep is stolen by graphic and terrifying nightmares comprised of blood, of torture, of death at the hand of a lover. Even if she cannot recall the events upon waking, that doesn't make her any less terrified and unstable.
Perhaps one day she will know the truth but for now, she lives a quiet, normal life with her friends blissfully ignorant to the traumas they shoulder and the grief that still haunts them.
Ghost AU Profile TBD
Stylist AU Profile TBD
☓ - Born December 22nd, 18 years old
☓ - Cis Female
☓ - Homoromantic Homosexual
☓ - 5'1
☓ - Criminal Bear
As a young cub, Seiko had infiltrated the human world with her mother with intent to hunt humans. Unfortunately things take a sour turn--- the two are seperated and Seiko is left on her own with little means to defend herself. Her savior comes in the form of a lonesome girl that cheers her up and leads her back to the door to her home, an act of kindness Seiko wouldn't forget even years later.
Finally old enough to fend for herself, she approaches the Judgemen with hazy memories of a past love she just can't seem to let go of. To cross the border as a human, however, is a wish that cannot be granted without a price:
To give up on love, or to give up on home?
Seiko crosses into the human world in disguise after forfeiting her ability to ever return to the bear kingdom; she walks amongst the blissfully ignorant civilians dutifully searching out that friend she holds in the faintest of memories.
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