Posts by NATSUME.

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    Natsume padded forward, shooting a curious sideways glance at Rikuto; he had never seen him around before, and wondered when he had joined. Admittedly he hadn't been that active recently, though, so whatever. Giving Kaneki a smile, he introduced himself.


    "We've already met, but I'm Natsume," he spoke politely. "There isn't that much that's interesting about me, but I think I'm beginning to recover my memories."


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    Curiously, Natsume stepped up, surveying the three piles of items. Everything looked pretty interesting, but the second pile was, to be honest, the most colorful. The stuff in there was basically all a giant play on words, and he found himself smiling a bit. He didn't understand half of it, though. What was a 'rare pepe'?


    Well, he didn't have anything to trade, so he just settled for browsing.


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    He had literally been so museless recently, but Natsume forced himself up and went towards the meeting site, hoping that he hadn't been too late. Luckily he'd gotten there just in time to hear the essentials, and he gave a smile as per usual. "Noted. Congratulations, Anubis."


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    Wondering why Micronkit was staring so intently at the water, Natsume approached slowly, watching the water as well. There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary, so he decided to just stick around for a while and see what's up.


    //dead muse


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    "Thank you," Natsume said, giving the visitor a friendly smile as he padded into the area. "Would you like anything before you need to leave?" he inquired. He couldn't really magic things out of thin air like some could, but the camp was close enough that he could get things.


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    Natsume wasn't really sure what had happened seeing as he'd been so museless recently, but now he'd seen another name change. Kaori had used to be Eliza, right? Natsume hadn't really talked to her much, but she had seemed to be a very cheerful being. Now she looked empty.


    Unsure of what to say, Natsume simply nodded in acknowledgement.


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    "I'll help," Natsume offered, coming to stand before Kaneki. He didn't know Cottonpaw at all, really, and she could honestly be doing anything since there weren't any odd signs like there had been before, but all disappearances made him worried. None of them had ended very well so far, anyway.


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    "May I ask what your business here is?" Natsume inquired politely, keeping his tone amiable as to not startle the stranger again. Most who came upon Riverclan's borders were joiners, but it was completely possible that this person was from an opposing clan -- although their terror earlier had probably disproven that. "Also, are you all right?" he added.


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    Natsume approached as well, giving the newcomer a small smile in greeting. There hadn't been a lot of joiners recently, so he was glad that it could possibly be starting up again. "Welcome to Riverclan. I'm Natsume; it's a pleasure to meet you," he said politely, stepping over to stand somewhat close to the others.


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    "Um...a black coyote, and you, I think. But then something happened and I...was knocked out by a book?" Natsume narrowed his eyes in thought. Nothing was really adding up. If he had known Kaneki once before as Konoha, then who was he? Had he died? Was he even really Natsume, or was Natsume just a falsity? He felt like he had a migraine now. "That didn't actually happen, though. I...don't think I'm having hallucinations, though."


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    Though he had heard the commotion, Natsume hadn't been able to immediately react to it, and so was slightly late to the mess that he was now witnessing before his eyes. He scanned the scene quickly, assessing the situation before something flashed by him and he whipped around to see Kaneki fighting two at the same time, one of the two lunging for him. Growling unconsciously, Natsume aimed to intercept Blackpath's lunge and tackle him off-course. He wasn't usually one for fighting, but about unfair advantages made him oddly impulsive.


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    Since he had been basically museless lately, Natsume had decided on a whim to try and get himself moving again by taking a walk, as the weather was rather nice today. He had only gone slightly deeper than he usually did, however, before he stumbled upon a broken human establishment and a very large and dusty black box that was overturned and had its lid flipped open. Curious, Natsume prodded at the white keys, blinking when it made an odd sound. Some of the keys were noiseless, though.


    He wondered how this was possible. Did pressing the keys send signals to the thing or something? It didn't seem alive or natural by any means. The wolf continued to poke at the piano, oblivious as to its actual identity.


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    "Well...you need to do this, right?" Natsume said uncertainly, though he himself was pretty apprehensive as well. "If he was already dead, then, uh..." His voice trailed off, leaving the sentence unfinished. Somewhat randomly, he wondered suddenly if Kaneki would eat him someday. He would chide himself for that thought later on; Kaneki wasn't someone to fear.


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    "Congratulations, everyone," Natsume added as well as he padded into the area with a smile. He himself had been pretty inactive recently due to total muse death, but hopefully that'd get a little better soon. At least everyone else was still pretty active; he silently applauded them for managing to do so.


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    Upon hearing Evenkit's voice, Natsume temporarily stopped poking at the piano. "Oh, that makes sense. Thank you," Natsume said, smiling slightly. "I wonder how it works, though?" he mumbled to himself, circling around the instrument and peering at its legs and battered visage. It looked as if it were very old, so that was probably why the sounds weren't consistent, but he still wasn't sure exactly how it worked.


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    Seeing that a crowd had gathered around the area, Natsume arrived and sat down as well. He didn't think the loss of memories was a disability, but maybe it was linked? Well, even if it wasn't, he felt that this would be something good to learn about, so he stayed there, ears perked.


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    Natsume glanced up upon hearing a familiar voice, and his heart instantly dropped. There was Amor, looking nervous and struggling to stay balanced on the tree. The branch underneath her was creaking ominously as well, adding to the tenseness of the situation.


    "Ah -- Amor?" he called tentatively. "Be careful!"


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    "Ah, I see," Natsume said thoughtfully, circling back around to sit down with the others. "Well, feel free to try it out, then. If it's a musical instrument, I probably can't do much, since I can't play any. And it's not mine, so..." He glanced up at the worn-down piano again. "Nevertheless, it probably needs to be fixed."


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