When Ritsuka first formed on the beach, naked and shivering, he was covered head to toe in scars, some small, some large, some shaped like bite marks, all of them littered one on top of the other all over his body as he was trying to catch his breath, his tail swishing back and forth, hating that he was drenched and naked.

It's easy to count every vertebrae and rib along his thin back. He coughed up salt water and rested his head against the sand as all the memories came quickly. His fists curled in the sand as the memories that he could never grasp remained out of reach, the difference is he didn't care about not having them while in the ocean.

His cat ears perked up and he looked up when feet came into his peripheral. He stayed crouched with his knees beneath him, hating his nakedness and more hating that he was here.

His tail swished back and forth as he took a deep breath.

"Oh for fuck's sake," he whispered before lifting his head completely to face the person nearing him. "Please tell me this isn't where I think it is," he immediately asked.

Are you enjoying that treat? Are you buying something for yourself? Maybe you suddenly felt something lifted out of your pocket?

Welp, now it's floating in the air all by itself, if you reach for it, it will float even higher. If you try to use any powers it just seems to dodge out of your grasp. A giggle surrounds you with no discernable source.

"Oooiii! Give that back!" Ritsuka, now clothed in something more to his tastes, has a hand on his hip and he scowls as he looks at the person. It's easy to assume he's yelling at you, the person who was just stolen from... except, right in front of you appears a Mismagius pokemon who is causing the item she took to hover in her aura in front of her.

The Mismagius seems to wilt in sadness before giving back what she stole and moving back towards Ritsuka, nuzzling him like a scolded kitten.

"Yeah, yeah, all cute and sweet but you need to go apologize," he was stroking her... hat? well, the part of her head that looked like a witch's hat. Ritsuka came over to the person and lightly pushed the ghost behind him as if to protect her. She snickered behind her veil, deeply amused by him doing so.

"Hey, I'm sorry she did that. She got pretty mischievous while I was gone."

[OOC: Feel free to come up with a prompt of your own or you can reach me at snickersnack to plot something out if you would prefer.]