i've looked at clouds from both sides now (𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥)

[possessum]

<sup>Who: Peter Graham + you! Prompts will be placed here.
What: Canon update business, potential event things, tba.
When: Through the month of November.
Where: Various places in Trench / tba.

Content Warnings: This character comes with demonic possession by default. There's a gif including nudity (non-sexual, just a couple of people shown naked from behind) in one of the posts. Additional warnings will be placed in individual spaces.</sup>

^{( On Peter's birthday and Blessed Month, he will go through a canon update that's given him updated memories. For weeks 1 - 3 he will mentally be MIA, and Paimon/Charlie may be interacted with. On week 4, Peter will return. Closed starters will be placed under the appropriate posts. Please hit me up @ plot post / plurk / large bat#2354 / pm if you're interested in a starter / if you'd like to plot for the month! )}

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[possessum]

Waker is a strange word for a job. She's never heard of anyone called a Waker, before. Charlie chews over it silently for a few moments, but keeps the thought to herself — ultimately, that doesn't matter. Midoriya knows what to do, how to handle it, and she'll follow him.

She does, now, fingers still grasped against the boy's sleeve, still moving a little oddly. But the shoes are nice, comfortable, and already she's forming more ideas for how to decorate them, what might be workable with her hot glue gun. She has the pieces of her magpie's collection memorised; there's a place for everything, organised chaos. Her mind zeroes in on the focus of which items she might like to attach to the shoes (they will be neither Boy Shoes nor Girl Shoes, just Charlie Shoes).

The charm from Mom's old bracelet, one of Dad's cufflinks, orange ribbon from a birthday party three years ago, a selection out of her stash of beads, all saved in her things. Maybe she'll even use her markers to colour the cloth of the shoes different ways, too. That could be nice. She's never gotten to do that, before.

She's staring down at the tops of the shoes as she walks, not looking forwards, fully trusting Midoriya to guide her, when the question comes. Home. Do you remember where that is?

Charlie gently mumbles the response after only a short pause — gives the address she knows by heart, one belonging to a residence in Salt Lake City, Utah. She even says that part too, the zipcode, the full thing. But something in her flickers uncomfortably, once again reminded that none of this seems like home. It's a quiet upset, an echo that whispers you're lost, making her feel very small.

"There isn't a beach near there. So I think.... I think I'm really far away from home."

[wannasmash]

Peter is taller than him, but Midoriya distinctly feels like he's adopted a child. It wouldn't be the first time he helped a nervous child he encountered on their own. He and others at UA quickly came to care for Eri like she was their child or little sister.

Charlie collects crafting decorations like Midoriya collects entries about Heroes in his notebook. Midoriya is a nerd whose favorite Pro Hero makes liberal use of US states as names for his moves. He knows of Utah. It's definitely inland. The only beaches it would have would be lake beaches, according to Salt Lake City's name.

"That's right. This city is very far from either of our homes. I'm from Japan. We're an ocean away." An ocean through space and time, probably. "But it's going to be all right. Peter-kun and his friends are here. Let's take care of you first. Why don't we get something to eat at a cafe until someone comes to get you? It'll be good to get out of the cold. What do you like to eat?"

He flashes a kind, winning smile. Food can be a great comfort, he hopes.