While there hadn't been much sign of Tachibana around for the month, the man keeping himself busy with taking care of the house he and Sayoko had claimed as their own and just simply enjoying the odd vacation with her-- there is a period of a few days where there's just simply no sign of him.
Until there was again.
There's definitely something different about his appearance, even if it might be a little hard to put a finger on. He looks a bit older. A bit less worn out around the edge. ... and there's a small armored creature sitting on his shoulders much like a small child, looking around with timid, startled confusion.
Tachibana himself looks utterly disoriented and distracted a moment as his memories return, and it's only Garren's small worried sound that pulls him back out of it, looking up slightly before reaching out to put a hand on the child-like Pogemon's back.
"It looks like we're in a different world again," he explained. "Not a jaunt world, but something different."
[B : Closed to Sayoko]
It doesn't take too long before a second realization kicks in, and Tachibana is running at top speed to the home he and Sayoko had been building, a seeming lifetime ago.
"Sayoko!" The door all but crashes open as he rushes in, eyes wide with worry.
[C]
Garren is a very curious Pogemon. Somewhat emboldened by all the different worlds he and his Slammer have been to, he's now (very cautiously) investigating this one. He's only a foot and a half tall, and slightly clumsy as he moves, but he's determined not to be afraid and learn more about where they are now.
Anyone going about their business may spot the armored creature as he explores, as his silver and dark red suit do stick out a bit. That and he has a bit of a habit of just staring at things that have caught his interest. While his helmet and mask don't show his expression, his posture more than makes up for it, gloved hands up on the mouth of his mask in timid wonder at whomever he's spotted this time.
[D]
When the rockslide starts, Tachibana's first reflex is to protect Garren, physically sheltering the small Pog from the falling debris. As much as the impact hurts, he knows that he can take it. He's immortal. He'll heal. Garren, on the other hand...
Once the rocks finally stop, he concentrates, shifting to Galen's form -- the well muscled Greek centaur's body the most natural for the situation and with the advantage of strength and the sudden increase of mass, the rubble is pushed away.
Minutes later, with Garren clinging to his back, he's looking around for anyone in need of rescue, pushing aside fallen debris as he listens intently for any sounds of distress or yelling for help.
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While there hadn't been much sign of Tachibana around for the month, the man keeping himself busy with taking care of the house he and Sayoko had claimed as their own and just simply enjoying the odd vacation with her-- there is a period of a few days where there's just simply no sign of him.
Until there was again.
There's definitely something different about his appearance, even if it might be a little hard to put a finger on. He looks a bit older. A bit less worn out around the edge. ... and there's a small armored creature sitting on his shoulders much like a small child, looking around with timid, startled confusion.
Tachibana himself looks utterly disoriented and distracted a moment as his memories return, and it's only Garren's small worried sound that pulls him back out of it, looking up slightly before reaching out to put a hand on the child-like Pogemon's back.
"It looks like we're in a different world again," he explained. "Not a jaunt world, but something different."
[B : Closed to Sayoko]
It doesn't take too long before a second realization kicks in, and Tachibana is running at top speed to the home he and Sayoko had been building, a seeming lifetime ago.
"Sayoko!" The door all but crashes open as he rushes in, eyes wide with worry.
[C]
Garren is a very curious Pogemon. Somewhat emboldened by all the different worlds he and his Slammer have been to, he's now (very cautiously) investigating this one. He's only a foot and a half tall, and slightly clumsy as he moves, but he's determined not to be afraid and learn more about where they are now.
Anyone going about their business may spot the armored creature as he explores, as his silver and dark red suit do stick out a bit. That and he has a bit of a habit of just staring at things that have caught his interest. While his helmet and mask don't show his expression, his posture more than makes up for it, gloved hands up on the mouth of his mask in timid wonder at whomever he's spotted this time.
[D]
When the rockslide starts, Tachibana's first reflex is to protect Garren, physically sheltering the small Pog from the falling debris. As much as the impact hurts, he knows that he can take it. He's immortal. He'll heal. Garren, on the other hand...
Once the rocks finally stop, he concentrates, shifting to Galen's form -- the well muscled Greek centaur's body the most natural for the situation and with the advantage of strength and the sudden increase of mass, the rubble is pushed away.
Minutes later, with Garren clinging to his back, he's looking around for anyone in need of rescue, pushing aside fallen debris as he listens intently for any sounds of distress or yelling for help.