dear_mun | [Always homeless]

[There's a small, fluffy blue creature sniffing around Hermes. It... might be a dog? Except it appears to be muttering to itself...]

Adeeja mon?

Wha...! There's a little furry thing around my tires! It better not burst it.

[What a... strange little creature. Kino's not sure what to make of it, but before she knows it, she's taken off her hat and leaning forward to get a better look at it.] Hello there?

[Stitch's ears perk up, and he tilts his head at Hermes.]

Car-Bus-no-bike! Bike talk! Creatshia na!

[Seems to be having trouble getting his words straight. Error. Recalibrating Stitch rubs his head, wincing. When Kino speaks, he concentrates and manages the correct phrase on the first try.]

Hiiiiiiiiii!

Yeah, I talk, but the term is Motorrad.

Hermes... [She sighs at her partner's rude tone, before smiling.] Hi.

So, what, exactly, are you?

[Stitch growls at the snarky motorrad.]

Neega na la queesta!

[Probably better those words don't translate. Hermes will probably get the gist though!

The human looks young, between Lilo and Nani's ages, and has a friendly smile. Stitch returns it. He does have some manners, after all!]

Stitch... Stitch haj adak... Stitch lost.

[It's no good. Whatever happened in that crash, it's scrambled him pretty badly. He gives a shrug - Oops, now the extra set of arms has popped out!]

Ugh, almost as bad as rhat dog...

Oh, where were yo— [Aaaand there's another pair of arms on that creature. Kino blinks, slowly kneeling in front of Stitch.] Rather, where did you come from?

Stitch not dog!

[He snaps, then winces as the rider kneels. Now comes the screaming or those guns. They're old models, easily outrun, but he'd rather not. Instead, the human's face shows only curiosity. Stitch relaxes visibly and tries to shove the arms back under.]

Stitch... from nowhere?

[Wait, did the question mean originally, or before he met these two?]

Came frooooooom Oh- Hawayar- EARTH!

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[Nothing so violent as that, no. Kino senses no aggression from the strange creature, so she shows it only kindness.]

Nowhere? Earth, now... there seems to be a lot of alternate Earths linked to this place.

Are there many, like you, there?

[He's so animated! She's curious, but he looks cute, especially as he tucks away te extra appendages.] May I pet you?

[Stitch considers the question, then shrugs with all four arms.]

Yeahokay?

[Honestly, it would be kind of nice. He's gone a while without friendly contact. Or a hug.]

Stitch iswas 626. Others like Stitch, not the same.

[He means Jumba's other experiments. The explanation's not quite clear, but at least his sentences are getting longer!]

[Kino tries a simple pat on the head for starters, testing the waters.]

626? That many in one country... or in the whole world? [It would be rather lonely, not to mention rare, if that's all there was of his species in the whole world! But she doesn't know about them being experiments, of course.]

Not country. Stitch made in lab. That many Jumba lab.

[Though each experiment is so different Stitch is basically one-of-a-kind. Still, the little alien hasn't felt lonely in a long time. Living with a family has become so normal. He sighs and leans into the hand, pretending for a second that it's Lilo's.

But it isn't, it's... who is this person anyway?]

You - Your name is?

[Well, then. It's certainly not the first time she's seen some living creature made in a lab, but never one so unique and strange before. At that, she decides to give him a little scratch behind the ears.]

Is Jumba the one who made you?

Sorry, I got carried away. It's Kino. The Motorrad giving us the rare silent treatment right now is Hermes.

Hmmph!

Tch!

[Stitch snorts back at Hermes. The motorrad is probably just jealous to be not so cute and fluffy! ]

Yeah, Jumba made Stitch. Stitch was... bad. Jumba go jail - ah, went to jail, Stitch escape. Ran.

[He wonders if he should explain "Bad," but the words feel stuck. It hurts to push thoughts out very far. Kino's scratching is nice, though. Stitch relaxes further, allowing his spines and antenna to extend as well.]

[Hermes proceeds to harrumph louder, as if it makes a difference.]

... I see.

[Kino might've asked, if he didn't sound troubled by the memory. It must not have been a terribly pleasant ordeal to recall, so she keeps petting and scratching him, a little under the chin now, feeling more bold with how comfortable he seems with it. All the odd traits previously concealed certainly catch her eye.]

Will you tell me what it's like? Your home?

[The question is like throwing a switch. Stitch brightens.]

Sunny, little, lots of water. Water everywhere! Water... OCEAN! Kino ever see an ocean? Sky to sky, all blue and green!

[Stretching out all his arms, Stitch tries to demonstrate the immensity. And adds some sound effects.]

Stitch missed whole ocean neeeeeeeeeer and hit it POW! Found Lilo, ohana.

I found it.

[These memories arm warm, safe, rushing together - surfing, records, bright flowers, a smiling dark-haired girl.]

I'll find it again! Find Lilo too!

[He's going to start looking right now! The creature scampers up Hermes, attempting to get higher for a better vantage point!]

Oh, you live on an island? [Kino laughs a little.] Yes, I've seen the ocean! Sounds lovely.

Lilo? Ohana? [She's unsure of what those words mean (names, possibly?), but he speaks about them with such fondness!]

I hope you do. [With sincerity.

... meanwhile, Hermes is far from pleased.] Hey, hey, you're not my rider, get off!

[Kino stands to pluck Stitch off of Hermes, providing him with a better view and ridding her partner of the unwanted rider.] Please don't climb Hermes.

[Stitch nods.]

Yeah Hermes toosmallshort!

[The view's a little better with Kino holding him, but there's not much to see. They're in the middle of a flat, cracked plane. The air shimmers, dry, without a hint of salt or fish. To the east, there's a faint plume of smoke - probably from the crash OUCHnothinkinghurts - Stitch winces and focuses on a safer word.]

Ohana - "Ohana" is family. Lilo is ohana. She little, smaller then Kino, human like Kino. And Nani. And Pleakley and Jumba and David -

Kino human, right? Smells human.

... he's as bad as that talking dog!

[Kino catches a glimpse of the smoke and turns towards it, still holding him.]

Family... [A brief, thoughtful silence, before she smiles down at him.] That sounds nice.

Yes, I'm human. Hermes is a Motorrad.

I wonder what's burning, over there... shall we take a look?

[Stitch ignores Hermes this time. For some reason, getting close to that cloud feels Nobaddon't.

He doesn't like it. But the smoke is the only clue around right now. What if there's something that will get him home?]

Yeah.

[That's that. Kino decides pulls Hermes along, briefly, before deciding to climb on. Stitch gets placed on the bundled up sleeping bag and bags hung over either side of Hermes' laden "back."]

Can you please hang on without tearing anything with those claws?

Woah, I'm off-balance this way!

Sorry, Hermes. Can you please bear it for just a little while? I'm sure he doesn't weigh too much...

[Stitch considers, then retracts his claws and gets a good grip with every paw. A motorcycle - motorrad ride? This is going to be better then the time he stole that Big Wheel! He grins at Kino.]

Let's go!

You heard him, Hermes.

[A motorrad ride allows more freedom of movement and is therefore much funner, so, enjoy the ride over to the source of the smoke, Stitch!]

[The sky and dust blend together in glorious streaks of gold and blue. The wind streams through Stitch's fur. This is better then any spaceship! He lets out a whoop that echoes across the plain, startling a flock of birds.]

Yeehaaaaa!

[It is very freeing, isn't it?]

What's that?

Does it look like something exploded?

[They drove up to the side of the wreckage, curving to a stop.]

[It appears to be some kind of building, sprawling low and flat. One end has been blown completely open, girders warped into charred knots. A few flames still lick here and there. The far end looks like it's taken less damage.

There's a faint moaning. It might just be wind passing through the burned hulk. Or not.

Stitch hops off, scuttling forward cautiously.]

Eeshta jor ka ni.

[He doesn't notice he's switched back to that alien tongue.]

Hi again! (Have a different Muse!)

(Hi, there! o/ It's been a while!)

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Delayed because I got sick and distracted ^o^;

Oh no! Hope you're better! *hands tea*

Oh, thank you! ^3^; I think it's getting better-- and eee, my God, you play Stitch so well! ;3;]

Ohgosh thank you he's so FUN! (<3 your Kino and Hermes!)

I'm sure! (Thanks so much! ;3;)

Re: I'm sure! (Thanks so much! ;3;)

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Oh no! Hope you're better! hands tea