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    Memories Long Past

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    Re: Memories Long Past

    Post by Prixlezub on Sun Jul 31, 2016 12:11 pm

    "Maybe they really are Gods of some kind..."

    Should Tom have been in a form other than Tom, he would have shrugged. The gods of this place were no more gods than the ones from his own realm, from the Material Plane. X was considered a mere deity in the face of Alpha, the one who stole gods and devoured worlds to make himself more powerful. But for Tom to say that, well, that would ruin the whole illusion of a wizened old bum. Thus, Tom could only nod and agree. "Yeah, real crazy world." Wait until she saw the goddess with the pink hair who roamed in a space ship.

    Though as they talked, Kyoko revealed that there was one such person she came across prior to arriving on Gamma X. Another magical girl, one who wanted to be a hero, but could not cope with a few truths that came with being a magical girl. Kyoko seemed regretful about the whole ordeal, and Tom's face dropped a little, the cigarette hanging from his lips tilting down as well. A large hand patted her gently on the shoulder. "Some people just can't deal with harsh realities like that. It's like they have some sort of idea of what they think the world is like and if anything pops that little bubble of theirs... poof. There goes their handle on things." A person like Tom would know, going homeless did stuff to a person, sometimes people managed to get by with the knowledge they lost everything and others... Well, they were like the young lady Kyoko mentioned. "It's a sad state, eh?" The cigarette bobbed on his lips as he spoke, smoke trailing from the softly glowing tip.

    The gloved hand removed itself and returned to resting on his leg, and the subject reverted to the nature of this strange world. Evidently the horse had tattoos on her rump, of little pink butterflies! It reminded the entity that had taken on Tom's guise of two other animals that he had come across, a pink horse with an equally pink mane, and a white horse with purple hair. The old man chuckled, a rumbling sound, rough from the cigarettes and alcohol he so enjoyed. "Man, that's nuts." He agreed, turning his head away once more as he took another puff of tobacco, exhaling a fluffy grey cloud into the air.

    As for the tryouts or putting anything on the bulletin board, the girl seemed thoughtful on the matter. A definite maybe, "It's an idea." The man shrugged, not feeling one way or the other about it. Whatever Kyoko decided to do, it would possibly get her some more help. Tom nodded in agreement, remaining silent at the comment that moving on is simply the best one could do at some points. He glanced back over at the girl as she asked what he was going to do for today. "I think it might be a good time for me to do a little wandering, later on." he replied, looking over at a few buildings further away beyond the park's confines. A homeless bum like himself knew of a few places that were not too picky about what happened with their discarded food. Although the thought of having something that did not come out of a dumpster was rather nice as well, as he considered the inn.
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    Re: Memories Long Past

    Post by Kyoko Sakura on Fri Aug 12, 2016 5:13 am

    Crazy world with crazy Gods and giant disasters. Kyoko's head bobbed in agreement, hands lightly drumming on her own knee. Maybe worlds were always pretty crazy though. The redhead came from a world of witches and Magical Girls, and even Tom came from a world of barely any technology. Amazing. Coming from such places, Kyoko and Tom could surely cope to this world, no matter how insane it seemed to be.

    Quietly, the old man listened as Kyoko recalled the situation with Sayaka. Her face still turned away, she did not see his face and cigarette droop. A large hand did pat at her shoulder once again, a motion that was beginning to feel familiar. Looking to him again, she found herself nodding in agreement with what he had to say on the subject. "Yeah...that's exactly what happened." Word for word at that! "It sounds like you've been through the same kind of thing. And sure, life can be brutal sometimes. But when your bubble is popped, you should make a new one! Keep in mind the mistakes you make, and try to do something different! Cause otherwise..." A hand batted at the air, gesturing as if she was swatting away a fly. "Poof. Like you said." Kyoko and Tom were certainly no strangers to life turning them on their heads. Secure little bubbles were popped, the two of them experiencing homelessness. Think they gave up and just let themselves die in the street? Hell no! Huffing, she propped her head up in her hands, grasping at her own cheeks. Fingertips rap-tapping against her cheekbones, the magical girl chuckled dryly. "Yeah, in more ways than one."

    Horsey tattoos was a far lighter topic of discussion, one that relaxed the two of them and drew a laugh from the older man. For someone with his experience, it was probably ridiculous to hear about such a brightly colored talking pony that had a tattoo of all things! A small snicker sounded from Kyoko. "Yeah, really nuts." Seeing Tom smoke his cigarette and puff his smoke, she almost wished she had some pocky to nibble on and wave about as if she was smoking it too. She settled for breathing out her own little clouds, much lighter than his and created by the chill in the air. An idea was definitely good, and it was better than being blind. She only had to broach the topic with the other girl. Maybe she'd be open to it, since she had that other guy hunting witches with her before he disappeared. A little nod of agreement, even a small grunt, but otherwise Kyoko didn't say too much about it. Tom himself didn't seem too interested in the topic. Made sense, since he was just a guy in the park. Maybe looking to him for his perspective on magical girl duties was a bit...above his level. In any case, the redhead would take the words he had shared on the subject and consider it for the future.

    "Wandering?" Kyoko was pretty familiar with that. When you had no home, you could pretty much float on the wind and lay your head to rest wherever you happened to land. Perhaps that was Tom's plan, to see where the world would take him. It could be a warm place to sleep, or even a good score of food. Candy apple eyes took note of the snow in the air, the chill in their breath, and it made her frown lightly. "Well, make sure to stay warm, okay?" She wasn't his mother or anything, so she couldn't tell him what to do, but it made her feel better to suggest it. "I'll probably wander for a bit too, before going back to the inn for dinner."
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    Re: Memories Long Past

    Post by Prixlezub on Wed Aug 17, 2016 9:44 am

    "It sounds like you've been through the same kind of thing."

    Tom turned his gaze away from the girl, looking out to that same far off tree that he tended to focus on during their conversation every now and again. Indeed, all that there was left to do was make another bubble and keep going. "It's not always the mistakes that need to be kept in mind, kid." He rumbled evenly, watching the birds as they twittered in the barren branches further off. "Some stuff that happens is just inevitable, unavoidable no matter what you do." Death, for one obvious example. There were other disasters that could occur no matter how careful, open-minded, and thoughtful a person could be. What changes could be made to avoid something that could never be controlled in the first place, from events that seemed like they were fated all along?

    Nothing, except to move on the best one could.

    As for what the man had been through, Tom merely shrugged his shoulders. Dark eyes glanced back to the teen side-long, and he sighed another toxic cloud into the chilly February before speaking. "I'm an old man. When you get as old as I am, you see a lot of things. Not all of them are that great or profound." He replied simply. From there they agreed that the talking horses were incredibly weird, before silence settled between the two parties upon the bench. Tom exhaled his clouds of tar and nicotine, and Kyoko puffed out her own little steam clouds as if to mimic him. Alas, an old man may not be the best fountain of wisdom regarding things that were supernatural or magical, especially one such as Tom. He was good for hauling boxes around and following directions, maybe a bit of philosophical drivel, but the magical girl's plight was well above his head.

    Perhaps if she had met someone a little more tall, and red. But, such a conversation with a big red person would have to wait for another day.

    "Yeah." He confirmed. The city was his to explore, safe enough to not need to worry about his life being jeopardized or his possessions stolen. or at least as often as he would have expected it in the Outer District. At the suggestion to stay warm, the old man fiddled with the filter of his cigarette in his cracked lips, "You do the same, kid. 'Would hate to see a smart kid like you freeze." At the very least, she had more than enough ways to keep her skinny self warm, while Tom had an old coat filled with crumpled newspaper and a layer of fat from the greasy food he managed to get for himself. At the statement she would wander a bit too before she went in for dinner, he gave a small nod.

    Maybe he would try out this inn for some dinner, or maybe he would go to his usual spots to scrounge up some food.
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    Re: Memories Long Past

    Post by Kyoko Sakura on Wed Aug 24, 2016 6:34 pm

    "It's not always the mistakes that need to be kept in mind, kid. Some stuff that happens is just inevitable, unavoidable no matter what you do."

    A thin, red eyebrow arched. Not always the mistakes you have to look out for? Some things...were inevitable? The magical girl would have shrugged that off if it weren't for Homura's plight. Trapped in a time loop back in their world, with Walpurgisnacht's arrival always looming. It was against Kyoko's stubborn nature to think things were inevitable like that but... She nibbled on her lower lip gently. "Right... Like, I guess coming here was pretty inevitable. I guess when that happens we just...have to roll with it." She eyed the older man, curious with a hint of concern. Tom's attention was focused upon that tree in the distance. As peaceful as he seemed to be with his place in life, could it be possible...? Had something inevitable happened to make Tom a bum like this? Perhaps he'd been laid off. It was a sad fact that sometimes, you could make no mistakes and still not end up in a great place. Life was just like that.

    "Yeah..." Kyoko redirected her gaze onto the snowy ground, drawing a little line in the fluffy snow with the toe of her boot. "I'm not even old and I've seen a lot of things that aren't great. As old as you are..." The teenager snorted softly and gave him a look, obviously teasing the man about his age. As a bum, he was pretty much guaranteed to have been a witness to some awful things. Their little talk had turned a bit grim and dark for her liking, so as the silence settled between them Kyoko spent it drawing wavy lines in the snow and puffing out steam.

    Smoothing the snow back over with the bottom of her boot, it made a soft scraping sound. Wandering the streets was the plan for old Tom. Not the best plan but he didn't have many options aside from what she'd already told him. Stomping down the snow, she grinned at his suggestion and tugged at the front of her thick parka. "Ah, I think I'm set! I've got thick layers, cause I'm smart, like you said." The grin only lessened when Kyoko glanced around the park. As fun as their conversation had been, time kept right on ticking without them. Not too long, it'd be evening. "I'll go ahead and...leave you to your smoking but maybe I'll see you around! It was really nice, getting to talk you." Again, her small hand clasped over his shoulder and gave it a gentle pat. If she was ever coming across Central Park, the magical girl was definitely going to keep a bit of extra food on her person.
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    Re: Memories Long Past

    Post by Prixlezub on Sat Aug 27, 2016 8:59 pm

    Tom nodded, indeed there were things that when they happened, one merely had to deal with it the best they could. There were no other routes around it. Though his gaze was upon the tree, he could see that she was looking at him out of the corner of his eye. She would be correct to assume that the old man had been laid off, or that something happened to make him unemployed and homeless. Though for the man's true identity... There were other matters that he could not prevent, and some that could have been with a little more thought and foresight.

    But, Kyoko did not need to hear about those times.

    The old man chuckled at the girl's statement, "Yeah, I've seen the dinosaurs come and go I'm so old." He joked, though at the same time, there was a grain of truth to it. But, that was how most jokes went at some point or another. however, as the silence settled in, the girl seemed content to draw lines in the now while Tom took a few more puffs from his cigarette. Grey smoke drifted into the cold air, the man glancing over at the patterns she traced into the ground. At once, the snow was smoothed over once more, and the girl grinned at his comment.

    "Good, good." he agreed, "I see some kids walking around and they dress like its early fall." Though she was right about time ticking on while they had sat and chatted the afternoon away. A small hand came to give his broad shoulder a gentle pat as she gave her farewell, saying that perhaps they could meet again. "Ah, alright. See you around, then. It was nice talking to you too." He grinned, the corners of his mouth crinkling. Though he did not have much of a cigarette left to smoke, he still stayed in his seat.

    Though once Kyoko moved on and off to find the inn for her evening supper, the old man all at once was no longer. A stiff, icy breeze billowed by him, carrying a haze of powdery snow that obscured his seat. The moment it passed, Tom was gone, as if spirited away by winter's chill. Nary a sign of the old man could be found, aside from a quickly fading warm patch upon the bench from where he sat.

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