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Here is my belated submission for the Sept-Ingo prompt GHOST! I was inspired by Hisuian Typhlosian's Pokedex description -- it states that the species benevolently eats lost spirits to help guide them to the afterlife. Additionally, Ingo strikes me as a "ghost" in a poetic sense, in that he is someone displaced in time, a "ghost" of the future, so to speak.
With all that said, I thought it'd be kind of funny for a Hisui Typhlosion to get a bit confused, lol. Although realistically, it would probably tell Ingo is a living person, I'm conjecturing here that Ingo gives off enough vibes similar to lost spirits (forgotten memories, a lonely aura, a sense of being displaced in time/space, etc.) to make it second-guess itself!
btw i hate having to say this but the weirdness of the internet gives me paranoia: Akari's Typhlosion is being motherly here! please don't tag as a ship i beg of you
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This Typhlosion is Akari's, and she is a very nurturing, motherly type—a bit like a sweet grandma, lol. Hisuian Typhlosions strike me as gentle and kind despite being a little eerie and mysterious. They are friendly psychopomps, after all!!
Although Akari helps her understand that Ingo is indeed not a ghost to be eaten, I imagine she still goes out of her way to dote on Ingo (probably as much as she does so for Akari!). She does not see age -- everyone is a potential child to her lollll.
Ingo is not sure how to feel about this. After almost losing his beloved hat, he probably is a little wary of her at first (I think losing his hat is one way to make the composed man panic! It is one of his very few beloved possessions, and it holds strong meaning to him, even though he doesn't remember why completely). It doesn't take very long for him to warm up to the silly team mom fire badger, however. :)
Hmm, I need to come up with a name for her! You guys have any ideas? >0>
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Our girl coming in hot with the understatement of the century.
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Helena: [hisses in pain as hot water hits wounds] What the... There's no fucking way.
[investigating in mirror] Yep, this is not good. Not good at all.
Now, where did you come from? [picks up letter addressed with her name]
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Dear Helena,
If you are reading this letter, I will admit I am relieved, though I cannot say for certain whether your survival is more blessing or curse. I know you must be confused. God only knows how much of the night you even remember.
My sister misled you about who and what we are, which was no accident on her part, even if the dreadful mistake that followed was. I can hardly cast stones for I did nothing to stop her and, in fact, committed an unforgivable sin myself in attempting to undo what she had done, though I very well knew it would turn you into a monster against your will.
I will put it to you bluntly: Lilith and I have been vampires for some 100 years, and faced with your otherwise certain demise, I chose to make you one too. You may not believe me. It will feel like a bad flu for a day or two; then it will feel like the heat of 1000 fires blazing inside.
You will desire answers. I compel you to seek them elsewhere. Lilith has her mind set on having you and, if she knows you are alive, will not take no for an answer. I can only deceive her so long, as vampires are inextricably tied to their creators. As surely as I will soon know your fate, so will she, for she is my maker and cannot keep out of my head.
I am truly sorry, though it must offer little consolation. You do not deserve this eternally damned existence, but you also did not deserve to die. You see the bind I was caught in. All I can do now is urge you to make the most of this truly terrible hand we have all been dealt.
Regretfully,
Caleb Vatore
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Helena: Well, shit.
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