charcoalfeather | second feather- [Video]

[....Boy, it's a bit early to be making a video, isn't it? But it would seem someone's set on it, the way the feed settles on the open window of a room before it's turned around to show... Rakka. She seems rather awake, despite the early hours, peering down at her gear with those big eyes.]

Look at this.

[Quiet voice, Rakka. A simple thing to ask before she moves the screen again, jostling it but actually making it clear that they're going to the window and the gear is heading riiiight through it.

Outside the window was Violet city, obviously quiet and dark at this hour, though not so much now as it used to be. The street lamps provide decent illumination, but that's not what Rakka wanted the gear to see as she turns the gear around so it's facing upwards. Pointed into the dark night sky, you get an impressive view at the expanse of twinkling stars up there.]

They're beautiful, right? ...But at the same time they also seem strange. The stars here remind me of the ones back home. I was wondering if any of them are the same, or if I would even be able to tell. [Off-screen, Rakka breaths a quiet sigh.] Maybe not...

[She pulls the screen back into view of her again.] At least I'm getting used to this world now. It's been... [yaaawn] easier then before... Huh?

[Now is the perfect time for a couple of sleepy Doduo heads to poke their heads into the frame and seek attention via tenderly and repeatedly nudging their trainer. Absolutely. It helps sleep-deprived Rakka notice them.]

H-hey, what's wrong? I'm not doing anything...! [Wait, unless she... oops. Whisper time should still be in effect uuhhh] I'll go to bed soon, really...

[And the feed is cut there. Pleasant dreams, Route.]

Threaded | Flat

DID YOU EVER LEARN ANY CONSTELLATIONS?

[Well, he wouldn't want to ruin anyone's sleep.]

with how many stars there are surely we have to be sharing the view at least a little with people we know

[The night sky here really is beautiful. All the lights back home make them hard to see, and Yachi's never had the opportunity to lie down off the side of the road and stare up at the stars twinkling between the canopy of trees like right now, too uneasy to sleep properly when she should be ready to leap out of her sleeping bag at a moment's notice of wild Pokemon calls. She turns around, leaning on her elbows as the video feed switches off, then types in a message for Rakka to read when she wants.]

There are an infinite number of stars in the sky. I'm sure some of them are the same as yours, and one of them may even be the same sun as back home. Thinking that makes me feel less alone.

MY BROTHER WOULD LIKE THESE STARS! HE DOES ENJOY STUDYING THINGS ABOUT OUTER SPACE!

Edited 2016-04-09 06:33 (UTC)

[Blake is sitting in an armchair, low-lit. There's a Snubbull across his lap, and a book in his hand with a finger marking his place.]

It doesn't make much of a difference. None of those ever look like what they're supposed to look like, anyway. 'Oh, here's a dot by another dot. That looks like a guy with a bow and arrow to you, right?'

Oh, that is really pretty. I don't know if they're the same as the stars on Remnant or not. I didn't know any constellations or anything.

Salutations, Rakka! It's good to see you're adjusting well.

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