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brokencode) wrote2016-08-22 05:17 am
brokencode) wrote2016-08-22 05:17 am
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I wonder what it'll be... If it'll hatch into a hoothoot like Amadeus was or if it will be another Oricorio like Amelia.
[A pause. Oh right, he should probably mention that.]
Ah, I was thinking about calling her Amelia. I thought it matched Amadeus' name quite nicely.
[A pause. Oh right, he should probably mention that.]
Ah, I was thinking about calling her Amelia. I thought it matched Amadeus' name quite nicely.
Edited 2017-08-15 20:14 (UTC)
I hope it is a Hoothoot. I think I only have enough room for one Oricorio in my life.
[Bailey was a treat, truly one of Angel's favorite Pokemon. BUt she had a lot of personality, and Angel didn't think she could handle two of her. Especially if her hatchlings took after her.]
I think you're right, though. Amelia is perfect.
[Bailey was a treat, truly one of Angel's favorite Pokemon. BUt she had a lot of personality, and Angel didn't think she could handle two of her. Especially if her hatchlings took after her.]
I think you're right, though. Amelia is perfect.
Sometimes I miss how easy it was for Amadeus to sit on my shoulder when he was still a Hoothoot. Not that he isn't great like this too, but you know.
[Having a warm round little owl lean against your head is just very comforting.
And at the sound of someone calling her name perfect, Amelia lets out a little thrill, fluffing out her breast feathers. Yes, it definitely looks like this little bird has a big personality like her momma. ]
[Having a warm round little owl lean against your head is just very comforting.
And at the sound of someone calling her name perfect, Amelia lets out a little thrill, fluffing out her breast feathers. Yes, it definitely looks like this little bird has a big personality like her momma. ]
If I wind up getting a Hoothoot, I'll be sure to treasure every moment I get, then.
[Provided, of course, the Pokemon opted to evolve. Mari had, after all, stayed a Mareep all this time, despite having the levels to do so. Perhaps the bird would do the same.
Amelia's display quickly distracted Angel from her thoughts of an only slightly possible future. A soft laugh escaped the siren.]
You are in for quite a bit of trouble, Armin. Look at how excitable she is already.
[Provided, of course, the Pokemon opted to evolve. Mari had, after all, stayed a Mareep all this time, despite having the levels to do so. Perhaps the bird would do the same.
Amelia's display quickly distracted Angel from her thoughts of an only slightly possible future. A soft laugh escaped the siren.]
You are in for quite a bit of trouble, Armin. Look at how excitable she is already.
[Barely hatched and already a little diva. It is clear which parents Amelia takes after.]
Well, if things turn out like that, I'll have to depend on your experienced advice.
Well, if things turn out like that, I'll have to depend on your experienced advice.
[He would have tried contacting her sooner, but this is the first time since he's regained consciousness in the hospital in Goldenrod that he's been strong enough to sit up long enough to compose a message.]
ARe you okay??
I'm sorry.
I SHOuld have listened.
ARe you okay??
I'm sorry.
I SHOuld have listened.
[ The message was read almost immediately, in the cave between Ecruteak and Mahogany town. It was swiped away almost immediately, the siren unwilling to deal with its implications just yet.
He was alive at least. it was a small comfort, if nothing else.
It took her another few days to finally leave the cave. Her journey was perilous to keep her mind off of the message. The journey had taken its toll on her, enough to put her to bed for a day and a half.
Blackthorn was likely 2 weeks out, the bulk of which would be spent in the cold. She needed all the rest she could get.
Which unfortunately meant that she finally had time to think. ]
He was alive at least. it was a small comfort, if nothing else.
It took her another few days to finally leave the cave. Her journey was perilous to keep her mind off of the message. The journey had taken its toll on her, enough to put her to bed for a day and a half.
Blackthorn was likely 2 weeks out, the bulk of which would be spent in the cold. She needed all the rest she could get.
Which unfortunately meant that she finally had time to think. ]
You should have.
I thought I would lose you forever.
I cannot make that mistake again.
I am sorry.
[He spends the days following his initial text in a medicinal haze of sleep and drowsing. He has no idea how much time has passed until his 'Gear alerts him to her reply. He stares in disbelief for a long moment at the time stamps between their messages before finally processing the words she sent back. He has never felt so much guilt for anything in his life before. His memory of what happened after the initial burst of pure agony is non-existent. He's sure she found him, though, in whatever state he was in, after he blacked out.
It kills him to know he put her through that.]
ARe you safe?? ARe you okaY?
It kills him to know he put her through that.]
ARe you safe?? ARe you okaY?
[How did she respond? She was as safe as she could be, traversing caves and mountainous paths, both inherently dangerous places. She had her Pokemon to protect her, and enough supplies to get her through. Somehow though, she doubted Krieg would be comfortable knowing she was adventuring on her own though.]
[She hated being so guarded, but she didn't want to risk giving away any details that might have revealed her location. What she needed more than anything was space and time to think.
If given the chance, Krieg would chase her across the ends of the earth with no regard to his own health.]
I am traveling right now.
But I think I will be okay. [She hated being so guarded, but she didn't want to risk giving away any details that might have revealed her location. What she needed more than anything was space and time to think.
If given the chance, Krieg would chase her across the ends of the earth with no regard to his own health.]
WHere? ARe you coming back?
[It's been...hell, over a week since...since he woke up in the hospital. He hasn't seen her at all in the time he's managed to stay awake, and the nurses haven't seen her, either. He's asked.]
[It's been...hell, over a week since...since he woke up in the hospital. He hasn't seen her at all in the time he's managed to stay awake, and the nurses haven't seen her, either. He's asked.]
[ It was a question she had both been expecting and dreading. For over a year, they'd been inseparable. Even now, knowing what a risk she posed, she still felt herself longing for his company. She couldn't imagine what the foolhardy psycho felt.
Once, she would have sworn she had an answer for him. Now, as she stared at the message, she couldn't grasp onto the words. ]
Once, she would have sworn she had an answer for him. Now, as she stared at the message, she couldn't grasp onto the words. ]
You should be resting.
You were seriously wounded.[He stares in dismay for a long, long time at the words she texted back. There's a twisting, biting pain in his chest that has nothing to do with his recent injuries.
He wants to scream, and thrash, and rage, do something, anything, that might ease the sharp stabbing bite of despair, but he's learned enough self-restraint over the past year to crush the urge down as soon as it rises up. He doesn't want to make life harder for the nurses here, or the other patients, and he's cognizant enough to realize it won't do a bit of good, anyway. It'll still hurt when he's finished. There's no point.
He should have done as she'd asked, before. By not listening to her, he's hurt her, something he swore he would never, ever do. He can't take it back - there's no undoing the past, as he's more than aware. There is only living in the present, and looking toward the future.
It's a very long time before he replies, but he finally does, just one word - acknowledging both the words she gave him and the answer she implied.]
OKay.
He wants to scream, and thrash, and rage, do something, anything, that might ease the sharp stabbing bite of despair, but he's learned enough self-restraint over the past year to crush the urge down as soon as it rises up. He doesn't want to make life harder for the nurses here, or the other patients, and he's cognizant enough to realize it won't do a bit of good, anyway. It'll still hurt when he's finished. There's no point.
He should have done as she'd asked, before. By not listening to her, he's hurt her, something he swore he would never, ever do. He can't take it back - there's no undoing the past, as he's more than aware. There is only living in the present, and looking toward the future.
It's a very long time before he replies, but he finally does, just one word - acknowledging both the words she gave him and the answer she implied.]
OKay.
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[The image is of a small Aron, nestled in a pink blanket that is pretty clearly situated at the foot of Krieg's hospital bed. The little Pokémon is staring brightly at the camera with round blue eyes.]
WHisper Bunny's baby hatched.
[The image is of a small Aron, nestled in a pink blanket that is pretty clearly situated at the foot of Krieg's hospital bed. The little Pokémon is staring brightly at the camera with round blue eyes.]
WHisper Bunny's baby hatched.
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[The image is of a small, red, egg-shaped 'mon wrapped in a yellow blanket with white polka-dots. It seems to be sitting on Krieg's lap, which is covered by his hospital blanket. It's a rough-looking Darumaka. Its little yellow eyebrows are pretty ragged, and it's missing an eye. It's mostly covered by its blanket, and seems to be staring pretty vacantly at nothing.]
GEek Girl found it in the warehouse.
[The image is of a small, red, egg-shaped 'mon wrapped in a yellow blanket with white polka-dots. It seems to be sitting on Krieg's lap, which is covered by his hospital blanket. It's a rough-looking Darumaka. Its little yellow eyebrows are pretty ragged, and it's missing an eye. It's mostly covered by its blanket, and seems to be staring pretty vacantly at nothing.]
GEek Girl found it in the warehouse.
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[Another picture of the little Darumaka - still swaddled in polka-dots and snug in Krieg's lap, but this time asleep.]
IT got upset when the nurses tried to take it.
[Another picture of the little Darumaka - still swaddled in polka-dots and snug in Krieg's lap, but this time asleep.]
IT got upset when the nurses tried to take it.
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[Yet another picture of the Darumaka, only this time it's snuggled with the baby Aron at the foot of Krieg's bed.]
IT likes WB's baby.
[Yet another picture of the Darumaka, only this time it's snuggled with the baby Aron at the foot of Krieg's bed.]
IT likes WB's baby.
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[The photo is of Krieg's hand, resting on one of his blanket-covered knees. The Darumaka has both of its little hands on Krieg's thumb, as if holding it in place, and seems to be studying it intently. There's no accompanying text.]
[The photo is of Krieg's hand, resting on one of his blanket-covered knees. The Darumaka has both of its little hands on Krieg's thumb, as if holding it in place, and seems to be studying it intently. There's no accompanying text.]
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[Another picture of the Darumaka and baby Aron sleeping together.]
[Another picture of the Darumaka and baby Aron sleeping together.]
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[This picture is an awkward selfie of Krieg's chin, shoulders, and part of his chest. He's sitting up in the reclining hospital bed, and the Darumaka has apparently decided his pecs make nice pillows because it has basically flattened itself against them.]
I think it likes my scars.
[This picture is an awkward selfie of Krieg's chin, shoulders, and part of his chest. He's sitting up in the reclining hospital bed, and the Darumaka has apparently decided his pecs make nice pillows because it has basically flattened itself against them.]
I think it likes my scars.
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[Another picture of the Darumaka and the baby Aron - this time they're both awake. The Aron is in the midst of affectionately headbutting the Darumaka, which seems pretty expressionless still. It does, however, look much less ragged than in all the previous photos Krieg has sent.]
It finally let the nurses take it for healing. THe IRon SKull went with.
[Another picture of the Darumaka and the baby Aron - this time they're both awake. The Aron is in the midst of affectionately headbutting the Darumaka, which seems pretty expressionless still. It does, however, look much less ragged than in all the previous photos Krieg has sent.]
It finally let the nurses take it for healing. THe IRon SKull went with.
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[A second awkward not!selfie with the Darumaka sleeping comfortably on Krieg's chest. His mouth and chin are all that can be seen of his face.]
I Don't know what to do with it. IT still doesn't like the nurses. It feels wrong to keep it.
[A second awkward not!selfie with the Darumaka sleeping comfortably on Krieg's chest. His mouth and chin are all that can be seen of his face.]
I Don't know what to do with it. IT still doesn't like the nurses. It feels wrong to keep it.
HAve you seen my mask? THe nurses don't know where it is.
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[The picture is of the back of Krieg's hand. The Darumaka has wrapped both of its little hands around either side of his and clung on, pressing its face into his palm.]
[The picture is of the back of Krieg's hand. The Darumaka has wrapped both of its little hands around either side of his and clung on, pressing its face into his palm.]
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[Another selfie, this time of Krieg's face. The light in the photo isn't the best, because it's still early. Krieg is laying down, and the Darumaka is curled up on his pillow in the crook of his neck and shoulder. His expression is somewhere between puzzled and resigned.]
THEy're letting me out today. I guess I have a new monster.]
[Another selfie, this time of Krieg's face. The light in the photo isn't the best, because it's still early. Krieg is laying down, and the Darumaka is curled up on his pillow in the crook of his neck and shoulder. His expression is somewhere between puzzled and resigned.]
THEy're letting me out today. I guess I have a new monster.]
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