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[ A quick and short video feed turns on sideways. It seems as if the pokegear has been tossed onto the bed on where it lays and has turned on by itself. It looks just like another accidental feed and one that the owner has carelessly have made, but when has the Professor ever been careless? ]
[ It’s hard to picture out anything due to the angle and how half the screen is covered with blankets. However, it’s obvious that something is out of place. First of all, just the mere fact that this is accidental is a hint that this is out of place. Layton isn’t the kind of person to just toss his gear onto his bed, much less not notice that it’s recording at all. Either he must be in a rush or he’s distracted. Well, as far as the gear will allow the audience, it looks like he’s sitting at the desk of his hotel room and... he doesn’t seem to be wearing his hat? ]
[ That’s right, the signature top hat that he’s always seen wearing is actually resting on his desk. For those who has always been wondering what Layton looks like without it, this is the chance. His hair is actually normal, if not a bit messy with his cowlick. Clearly, something to be rejoicing about, correct? It’s a very rare thing to ever see him without his hat and even those close to him, he almost always never takes it off. So, clearly, it must be something to be overjoyed with. ]
[ Wrong. ]
[ Although faint, but surely there, there are sounds of sniffles. The kind of sounds of someone trying to stop themselves from crying; the kind to prevent themselves from breaking down right there. Deep breathes now and then, uneven breathing, a choked out cough, all the sounds familiar to anyone who has tried their very hardest to keep it to themselves. ]
[ He presses his palm in between his closed eyes, as if that can help him stay calm. It doesn’t help much though. Not all in the slightest, because when he remembers of what has happened to put him in such a state, he takes one large step back from calming down. After all, it’s the day that Claire Folly has gone home. ]
( emotions that you don’t have to read - slight spoilers for third game )
[ Soon after, his Ninetales walks into the room and sits besides him, nudging him with her snout. Though when he has no reaction but to continue in trying to keep himself from crying, she lets out a low whine and continues to sit next to him. His Noctowl joins in, but opts to sit on the bed and eventually, onto the Pokegear itself. It shuts off and only darkness follows. ]
[ TEXT - AN HOUR LATER ]
Claire Folly has returned home.
I apologize, but some things have come up and I will be unavailable for the next few days. If you must contact me, I will still have my gear in my possession and will reply as quickly as possible.
Thank you.
(( ooc: tl;dr - baw, Claire went home and Layton will be MIA for a short while. Replies will be slow since I'm catching up all the backtags from before my hiatus! ))
[ It’s hard to picture out anything due to the angle and how half the screen is covered with blankets. However, it’s obvious that something is out of place. First of all, just the mere fact that this is accidental is a hint that this is out of place. Layton isn’t the kind of person to just toss his gear onto his bed, much less not notice that it’s recording at all. Either he must be in a rush or he’s distracted. Well, as far as the gear will allow the audience, it looks like he’s sitting at the desk of his hotel room and... he doesn’t seem to be wearing his hat? ]
[ That’s right, the signature top hat that he’s always seen wearing is actually resting on his desk. For those who has always been wondering what Layton looks like without it, this is the chance. His hair is actually normal, if not a bit messy with his cowlick. Clearly, something to be rejoicing about, correct? It’s a very rare thing to ever see him without his hat and even those close to him, he almost always never takes it off. So, clearly, it must be something to be overjoyed with. ]
[ Wrong. ]
[ Although faint, but surely there, there are sounds of sniffles. The kind of sounds of someone trying to stop themselves from crying; the kind to prevent themselves from breaking down right there. Deep breathes now and then, uneven breathing, a choked out cough, all the sounds familiar to anyone who has tried their very hardest to keep it to themselves. ]
[ He presses his palm in between his closed eyes, as if that can help him stay calm. It doesn’t help much though. Not all in the slightest, because when he remembers of what has happened to put him in such a state, he takes one large step back from calming down. After all, it’s the day that Claire Folly has gone home. ]
( emotions that you don’t have to read - slight spoilers for third game )
[ Soon after, his Ninetales walks into the room and sits besides him, nudging him with her snout. Though when he has no reaction but to continue in trying to keep himself from crying, she lets out a low whine and continues to sit next to him. His Noctowl joins in, but opts to sit on the bed and eventually, onto the Pokegear itself. It shuts off and only darkness follows. ]
[ TEXT - AN HOUR LATER ]
Claire Folly has returned home.
I apologize, but some things have come up and I will be unavailable for the next few days. If you must contact me, I will still have my gear in my possession and will reply as quickly as possible.
Thank you.
(( ooc: tl;dr - baw, Claire went home and Layton will be MIA for a short while. Replies will be slow since I'm catching up all the backtags from before my hiatus! ))
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