vatheon | Silver vrs thought bubbles, round one.

Who: Silver and YOU
Where: All around the bubble.
What: Silver dislikes his hair, thinks about Amane and wants to ragequit the thought bubbles. Not in that order.
When: Today!

Thought bubbles where stupid if you asked Silver, his own currently flicking between several images as he walked the streets of Vatheon. Him punching Hilbert, his hair and one of his pokemon - his golbat, actually, and the idea of getting a sooth bell for it so that he could get a crobat.

Mostly though, it was settled on a nice, cartoony picture of him - looking like, yes, he was sulking.

It even had a raincloud over him.

Why? Well, to say that Silver was pleased with his haircut (even after a week) was an understatement. Oh, his hair had needed it, there was no denying it - but - not at the expense his hair acting like he was thirteen again. Which only made it worse as he was seventeen. It looked stupid - more stupider than ever if you asked him. Half the reason he'd let it grow while he'd been here was because the stupid, stupid 'antennae' of hair that stuck up like it was no one's business. The other half was that he'd been lazy but it was more about the stupid, stupid ahoge.

He hated it so much. For a moment, the thought bubble showed his father with one, and Silver snorted in amusement - if only it was true - before shaking his head to clear the thought bubble.

...for all of 5 seconds before a list of things he wanted to do in the day popped up. The largest being an image of Amane and spending time with her, followed by training his pokemon, then looking over the SFC. Along with other worries.

Mostly though, it was about the ahoge and spending time with Amane - even going so far as to wonder if he should buy her lunch or something.

Of course, the moment anyone approaches him will be the moment his bubble is filled with this image.

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Now, here's a familiar face.

Jacob just happens to be walking by back to his cabin in order to feed his chocobo, but at the sight of Silver and his thought bubble he pauses, smiling slightly.

"Something worrying you, Silver?"

The man's own thought bubble, however, is rather odd. Because at the moment, it is broadcasting nothing but warm golden light, like a miniature sun. On closer inspection, one can see dark shadows moving behind the light, but staring at it too long has the same effect as gazing upon a light bulb for a long time- it sort of hurts your eyes after a while.

"You seem...agitated."

A familiar, grouchier than normal face - the thought bubble quickly showing a flailing Silver. Trying to cover up an image of him and his girlfriend. It's rather comical really. It might have been outed on the shipping wall post, but Silver?

Not exactly comfortable with it being known. Yet, anyway.

"It's nothing. What's up with yours?"

Because Oww. Looking at it? so not the brightest idea in the world there Silver.

[Minato remembers these, oh yes he does.

And they remind him of Aniki as well, but he's competent enough to shove that thought out of his little thought bubble and out of his mind.

So his thought-bubble is mostly calm when he spies Silver, though he has to pause with a slight '?' in his bubble.]

Silver-san?

..What?

[Silver's bubble was currently showing a thought of him and Amane hanging out and talking - and thought-Silver has a smile on his face.

...He looks more personable with even a small smile.]

[well okay. Minato's bubble is still calm, his thoughts reflecting his words exactly.]

How are you?

[There are few things Shinra decidedly hates in this world, but he's starting to believe these accursed thought bubbles might be one of them.

The effort not to think indecently of Celty grows into an exponentially greater burden as he trudges about, his own bubble broadcasting a heavy downpour of rain in nothing but tones of grey. He pauses as Silver's equally despondent thought catches his eye.]

Well, what do you know. We match.

[Silver will agree with you about the thought bubbles.]

Hmph. And so what? Like I give a shit what the thing's doing.

[So he says now, anyway.]

[Shinra chuckles darkly in return. If only the stupid bubble would stay out of his sight long enough for him to ignore it.]

I was wandering around thinking I was the only one who hated these damn things.

[A black-and-white Western-themed fantasy plays of Shinra the masked hero vigilante detonating his bubble like a stick of dynamite, stopping a speeding train with the ensuing explosion and saving the headless damsel tied to the tracks. Oh, if only...]

[Silver does not bat an eyelid at the thought bubble. Actually, he'll grin at it.] Cute thoughts.

[Then a shrug.] Tch. At least they'll begone by the end of the week.

[Otherwise Silver will kick the coral. Which his thought bubble shows off in all cartoony glory.]

[Shinra watches his own fantasy play out with a chuckle. Their thoughts seem to like mirroring each other.]

This is actually a nice change. For the most part, they've been a little...

[A slideshow of a woman in a bikini posing on a beach takes its sweet time playing across his bubble.]

Personal.

[Just a few more days, and he'll be free forever. A few more long, torturous days.]

Kenshin had been plagued with the bubbles too, though this wasn't the first time. His thought bubbles seemed a bit frosty, though several are filled with a very large man dressed in tiger print with a very large red helm. He was a samurai, Kenshin's only rival from his own world who still hadn't made an appearance here.

Kenshin took to walking around the city, which was how he found Silver. "Ah, Silver-dono. Quite an interesting repeat of a curse, is it not?" There was sarcasm in there.

"Repeat...? What do you mean, Kenshin?" Silver blinked at the older man while his thought bubble showed '???' and then a chibi-Silver scratching his head and eyeing the other thought bubble, while trying not be obvious about it. "This has happened before?"

Kenshin nodded. His bubbles seemed to remain unchanged for now, reflecting his calm and composed demeanor. "Indeed it has." It was one of the earlier curses he'd experienced here. "So far, it feels quite similar to the previous occurrence."

"Hmph. Why the hell would it repeat a curse?" Silvers thought bubble showed the coral with ??? over it. Like it was running out of ideas. Then it swapped to faceless men in coats with glasses - and Silver gleefully slaughtering them.

Opps. At least the teen has the grace to look somewhat sheepish. "Tch, the sooner these are gone, the better.]

"I wonder the same." There were question marks in Kenshin's bubbles for a moment too.

He seemed unmoving with the rather violent thought. He was a warlord himself, though his appearance deemed otherwise. It was that power that interested Kenshin, as he enjoyed battle himself, though he never battled without reason or purpose.

"This curse is indeed much trouble."

[If it wasn't for her daily activities, mainly things to do at the Welcoming Committee, Amane would've stay inside out of worry. Because while she's usually good at hiding things, her thought bubble might betray her.

Images of Vatheon, people she knows, Silver and her inner 'guests', they flashed in her own bubble.

So when she see Silver, her bubble show "!" at first. Follow by an image of them both, smiling.]

Silver?

[Silver's thought bubble is not so kind, given that it was showing a daydream of them making out under a tree.] A-Amane?

[And the thought bubble swaps to 'shkljhkj OH SHI--' and a sheepish Silver.] Hey.

O-Oh!

[Yes, Silver, she saw that and blush. That's a nice shade of pink on her cheeks.]

Oh, um, hi. Hi, Silver. How was your day?

Silver vrs thought bubbles, round one.

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